Cutting losses

[Raymond Wyndham]

The lion hed come into being under would be trying to collect his pelt for not giving her at least a portion of what she wanted even as they knew she didnt need it.

Part if him that strove to mess things up really wanted to give it to her as well. Yet thoughts of Kasha popped in his head. He'd fallen for her insanity, as had Ro, and Eliachem. He wouldn't put himself into the same strata as them well at least not Ro but he was strong man.

As such he knew even as his beast stirred in response to hers. He heard Ro in his head strangely enough. 'Master or be Mastered' over and over. On the sutface it seemed the metaphysical Nike mantra just do it.

But he wouldn't it be rape. Her beast was asserting itself making it easy for her to cope. Knowing this would get messy he followed her undressing coat rig shirt. He had other pants. Kicking off shoes he rolled his shoulders. If he wouldnt screw her senseless he could help her by working her out in other ways.

[Melissa Haze]

When he fallowed she purred rolling in the blood smoothly to watch him strip. Yes yes they needed this, the precious. He would be their first, the key to unlock the fear of things holding her back from being all she could.

The pants paused her mid writhig, no those definitely needed off and she frowned at him trying to reason but failing so instead she grabbed for him claws out enough to hear ripping under them. Wich set her hips to wiggling again.

He was playing hard to get" didn't you understand me, I want and need all of this. To be free and not worry if I am being a bad girl"

Her voice held rumble of its own now to match his growl.

[Raymond Wyndham]

"No," he began as she attempted to assert herself. "You don't. Get ahold of yourself or I'll do it for you."

He knew he was pulling a Ro as the words left his mouth. Ro would give even the devil a fair shot at it. Ray was not that he had no idea why he'd try for it. As his pants were ripped he let her have it. Sometimes the only way through hell was to keep going.

He pounced using his greatwr strength to pin her. Working with Ro he'd learned a few things namely how to restrain without having to expose himself to too much potential harm.

Skin to skin the heat would have been unbearable for most as his anger rose in measure with her mindless need to rut.

[Melissa Haze]

Smirking at first as he sounded like he was threatening her with a good time. She wanted him to get all sort of holding on her. She was about to respond but then the eip triggered him flattening her to the metal truck bed.

She bucked instinctively having tucked her hands under when he pounced. He was heavy but she danced and worked out for years even before becoming lion. Rear to his front lifting toes dug in.

His searing heat was taken in stride as her body exposed as it had been and blood damp was colder than it should be. Rocking aganst him both in attempt to get free and feed sensation. Hair wild and obscuring vision.

They probably looked hilarious but the thoughts she was having were now becoming more angry. He didn't want her he wanted the bear, she was good enough to kill with but not mate. Deep low angry noises spilled free as the unfulfilled drive to rut sputtered. He had done what her ex had, left because she was a monster.

This time she wasnt the right type and that rankled. Seemingly relaxing under him almost as if she'd come to her self. She waited for his hold to relax then more. The second he did she pushed and rolled shredding what ever he got to close in her effort to escape the truck. Out she went landing in lion and gone fast running for who knew where.

[Raymond Wyndham]

Ray rode her out swaying with the bucking and building a strategy. As he did the math in his head it would be one hell of a fight to hold her until this passed. Yet a plan risky though usually effective appeared. He pretended to lapse strength so she’d tear loose. Once she did knowing that she was not an alpha and how long a change was to take he braced himself. The trick was to appear weaker and smaller to her lion brain to be an annoyance and it worked as she shifted the minutes lost to her as she did he prepared. Once she rose the very image of a savage lioness.

He bounced away and leaped to her back riding her for all she was worth she sought escape. He used her momentum and a strategic use of a lean and then pull he rammed her into the pile of debris he’d barred the door with. While she shifted he’d sealed them in. It was hasty but he was sure it would hold long enough.

Leaping away as her strength and singular purpose added heft to the push. The urge to shift was strong but he held off knowing that the only way to beat the beast was with the man. The only to beat the man was with the beast. Pain was a catalyst to growth. And Melissa needed to grow.

Panting with the effort he stood waiting for her to pull herself free. As she struggled to right herself He began speaking. “Look I ain’t good with talking anyone down. I usually trust their sense of self-preservation. But look you want the rush the hunt but I ain’t the one you want, you don’t even know the one you want yet. Now we can fight all night and we will if you don’t get a grip. But you don’t want to be the other woman the second choice the jump off. Because that’s what you would be. It would be physical and nothing more I can’t admit I love Danika but I can admit that while I like you I don’t love you. Sex is about need or love and this wouldn’t be either one for us. We can get physical without me betraying anyone. So whats it going to be… Melissa!!! Get up! Grab a hold of yourself!”

[Melissa Haze]

She slammed into the barred and blocked door with almost a crunch. Things tumbled around her and she felt the hair on her spine raise. Oh he did it now shed wanted to go to get away from him but now she was stuck and he was he was trying to be dr phil.

She wiggled until she was on her feet again slow and low stalking in the small space. His words met with vicious claw swipes so hed keep away. Snarling at him mel turned and started dragging things away from her escape.

Eff him and his bear and his pity crumbs. Getting just enough of a hole as to make it hard for him to reach in after her safely. She put full power behind tearing through the rolled down door. Hitting it hard again and again.

The metal started to bow outward. Shed probably shred her pelt but shed get out. The dogs mildly paniced with the noise and shaking of the truck were barking.

[Raymond Wyndham]

ARy gave her a second and the beast didn’t subside . He cursed, “For fucking real.” Yeah this would hurt but they couldn’t leave she was a risk to the public, the Pride, and even more importantly herself. In this state more people would be infected than ever. Not that many would survive. She needed time to cope. Time to heal mentally. Rolling his shoulders he was no newly infected it’d take six minutes not fifteen. Six minutes, though he was sure that she wouldn’t allow him that time. So screw it there were worse ways to to go out. He knew that his efforts were actually for the greater good and not some personal slight.


Waiting until she’d dug herself in he pounced dragging her out by her tail it’d hurt but damn it all he was right and the feelings needed time to soak in. Time for her mind to deal with them. Time for her mind to understand that what hurt you yesterday didn’t have to kill you today. He wrestled her out then leaped away circling so he placed himself between her and the hole. Here was where they would work out their differences or he would die. Her claws held very real and lasting pain for him.

[Melissa Haze]

He grabbed and yanked her tail base popped gently like shed streched but it still hurt. Mel roared loudly as he grabed hold snd she stopped pushing to bite the holy heck out of him before he managed to bounce away.

She turned snarling and let him block her. Foolish foolish man, kneading her claws into the floor. She stared at him panting plotting. Hunched down with a constant vibrating threat in her throat. Why wouldn't he just let her go? He ruined everything, maybe shed feel better if he was meat too.

Pulling his smell over her tounge, she ran the small space and swatted his legs claws out full paw trying yo move him from her hole or get him on his back.

[Raymond Wyndham]

As she charged instead of dodging he crouched into the blow. It was painful it hurt like holy hell. Everyone died but not everyone died for a reason. His dying might happen but at least he would die for something. He would be dying so Melissa had a chance. She had a chance to be a better lion. He might die but every gamble had an outcome and so he bet high. Taking the blow he knew he wouldn’t be able to in this form survive a second and still stand.

Chuckling he stood back up on his ruined leg pain lancing through him cutting him to the core. “Look we can fight and I might stand a chance but I won’t. Stop get your head right. Stop or tomorrow you will have one hell of a drunk to live down.”

[Melissa Haze]

Satisfied shed hurt him, made him feel how she did in her head anger was hard to hold onto. She was well and truly bored of him. So lion mel turned and climbed the boxes and crates that held henrys things.

Like a cat going for high ground wedging herself on top of a high crate. Curling up licking him out of her claws. Yawning and settling down as in the dark recesses the most visible thinf was now her gaze. A bored tired gaze, watched him.

Eventually her eyes closed and breathing deeped. She let go of lion wedged securely away from him and shifted while sleeping.