Waking up beside the woman he loved was the best feeling he could have ever thought of. Amora was draped int he linens of their sheets, resting peacefully on the mattress beside him. Damian looked over her features, the sun shone lightly over her face, not directly in her eye, more so below her cheek and trailing down her neck. He leaned in close, whispering into her ear, "I love you, more than you will ever know." He kissed her cheek, her forehead, and finally her lips. As he slipped from the bed, he got ready quietly, changing into a more suitable wardrobe. He grabbed his dress pants, black in color with a straight line ironed into the front of them. He walked to his closet, grabbing the perfect light blue shirt to intensify his eye. Buttoning from bottom to top, he left the top two buttons undone. He did not like the feeling of choking from your own apparel. He moved to the bathroom, brushing his hair into the hairstyle he was most known for keeping. Placing the brush down, he took a deep breath and breathed out as he looked in the mirror. "You can do this, Damian. You've got this" Walking from the bathroom, he looked to Amora one last time. He smiled as she laid there peacefully, sleeping as if nothing int he world even mattered, all things were perfect. Opening the door to their room, he stepped out and closed it behind him softly. Making his way to the elevator, he pushed the button for the top floor. He looked to the mirror in the electric cage lifting him up to the very top. He fixed a few loose hairs and straightened out his shirt, pulling it all the way down so it did not give the bunched up look. Once the doors opened and the chime to the level was reached, he stepped out and moved towards the Alphess room. He had only been here once before the ask the Alphess herself if he could take a mate. She had graciously accepted his question, allowing him to ask Amora for her hand in marriage, and mating. Together they would spend the rest of their days. Balling his fist, he knocked on the door. When the door finally opened, he looked to the ground. "Sorry to disturb you at this early hour, but I must ask something of importance to you."
Fur standing on end, you approach the two groups as they pause and separate as they take notice of your presence. Two pairs of eyes stand out to you and unnerve you. Both seemed to draw the respect out of you without your consent as you lower your head and tuck your tail between your legs. Power radiated from them both, and you’re unsure whether it was the large, dark grey male with golden eyes, or the black female with bright green eyes that had the strongest air to them. They both stood across from each other, and large groups of other wolves and Werelings in human forms stand on each side behind them. All of their eyes bore into you and you stop as you stand before the two obvious leaders.
Your muscles tense and they begin to shake as your wolf side slowly draws you towards one side, your true nature, good or evil, slowly reveals itself as you make your decision. Which side will you choose? Will you choose the path of light and good? Or the path of dark and evil?
Venantium or Eternals?
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