Revenant 18+

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Miles pursed his lips as he listened on, his ears laid flat to his head.

He heard you thrash and fight, his name leaving your lips in desparate cries. Still, he didn't move - his hands twitching at his sides to reach out for you.

He reminded himself that you both needed this - it was a harsh but necessary wake up call.

You weren't his to keep.

Once he was sure you where strapped to the railing, your shouts having quietened down to weak cries, he looked at where you had been previously stood.

Lyle for once looked unsure of himself, his eyes stuck on where you were tied up.

Miles gritted his teeth, fangs grazing his bottom lip at his second in command - an ugly feeling of betrayal bubbling up in his chest.

He'd deal with him later.

Pushing himself to walk over to the railing, he kept his eyes trained on the real enemy - your death stare putting him on edge as he surveyed the water.

You could feel your anger pumping through your veins, you nails digging subconsciously into your palms as you eyed Miles, lips set into a deep scowl.

He was just over a metre away from you, face pointed up and away from you.

'You are a coward.' You spoke lowly, venom dripping from your voice.

He had betrayed you, after everything you had given to him.

You wanted to cut away your restraints and tear him limb from limb - force him to look at you, feel the anger behind each of your attacks until his very soul trembled from your wrath.

However, you knew you couldn't.

You hands would seize the moment they'd even graze his throat.

Breathing out, you opted to instead look out at the ocean, the floor below you wet and cold - goosebumps raising along your legs.

Your eyes narrowed as you saw a herd of tsurak emerge from behind a large rock, their wings flapping as they hovered just above the water.

You couldn't see the faces of their riders, but your heart filled with both hope and dread at once.

You could sense a war, the oncoming Metkayian clan roaring in fury.

Glancing up at Miles, you watched as he reached for the tied up boy in front of him - yanking something from his ear before holding it up to his.

'Jake..' You frowned at his taunting tone, his voice fake and almost unfamiliar.

'Tell your friends to stand down. You want your kids back? Come out alone.' You felt your fangs dig into your lip as you processed his words.

They were bait.

'You know better than to test my resolve.' His words were slow as he reach for his belt, big hands grasping his revolver.

As soon as you saw him pull it out, you stood up - hissing and pulling at your restraints like a chained animal.

Immediately, Miles looked towards you - gun still pointed at the boy in front of him.

'Don't you dare Miles! He's a child-'

'Knees.'

You where taken aback at his cold tone, his eyes unwavering as you hissed again.

'Now.' He bared his teeth back at you, voice powerful as he glanced down at the ground before back at you.

You swallowed thickly, your lips twitching to bite back at him before you eventually gave in and kneeled back down, sitting on your hunches and your tail swaying behind you in frustration.