Post by *Olivia Aisling on Sept 20, 2009 15:10:04 GMT -5
London Pack Manor
Most did not like her. In fact, of the thirteen members of the pack that only seemed to continue to grow in size and stature, it appeared that only Casimir tolerated her continued presence. She had, at one time, been on her way up the ranks of the London Coven. Willing to do anything at any time for Aubrey, Olivia had cast it all aside for one man. One person whom captivated her like no other ever had. Aisling had developed a deep seated lust for Goetschl and that lust caused her to rebel against Aubrey and her Coven. Where as the death order had been issued for the former pet, the Vampress found herself refusing it. She ensured Casimir's safety. From New York, to Montana, to California and back to London, she remained at his side, she remained his vigilant protector. Aubrey had Kane and Abel. Casimir had Olivia. The night air kissed her skin like the tender touch of a lover. Had she been able to physically respond, she would have spouted prickly goosebumps but that was her curse now. She chose immortality and in return had to sacrifice a few things for it. Still though, should it have been so hard for a Vampire?
Casimir was out doing doing something tonight, forbidding Olivia from following him. He had changed, almost doing a complete 180 with his personality. So many people knew him as a reserved human, second guessing himself at every opportunity. Now he was wolf who was assertive, dominate, strong and fearless. He reformed his pack but unlike other Wolvin packs, he allowed Olivia to be apart of it. It must have been the only wolf pack in the world that dared allow a Vampire within their midst. Typically fights would have ensured and undoubtedly altercations already had, especially with the 'destroy now, ask questions later' mentality of Richard. That wolf drove Olivia up one wall and down another. Each time he was in her presence, Aislings skin seemed to want to crawl. There were two types of male wolves that Olivia had recently learned about. There were the types that were strong, yet foolishly believed they were one of the strongest and then there were the strong whom knew their strengths, whom were truly strong. Casimir Goetschl fell into the latter but Richard did not. He had once been a beta and based on how the Vampire had seen Casimir treat him, it looked as though Richard was now an Omega, the lowest of the low.
Aisling herself held no rank and refused to be put into one. If she was a rank, it was higher than Saya Night yet lower than Casimir Goetschl. Wolves were not stupid creatures. Casimir understood the territorial aspects of both species perhaps better than anyone. Vampires did not naturally like being in the presence of wolves and vice versa but so far, Goetschl was making it work. Olivia had shown her strength on several occasions, one with some no body woofy that had tried to attack her and on a couple occasions with Richard by tossing him around as a rag doll. Olivia could tear through the ranks of this pack with absolute ease yet did not out of respect for its Alpha.
Still, Casimir was out and in hergreen dress, Olivia stood at the entrance to the Manor. A home bought by the Bureau yet used by Casimir now. Unlike other packs, Casimir invited any and all wolves to stop by his pack, make their acquaintance and choose whether they wished to stay or leave. Olivia was their greeter and a snicker escaped her lips as his rule specifically about Olivia came to mind:
'Accept me. Accept Olivia.'
Simple and too the point. In order to be apart of the pack, they had to show the Vampire the same respect as the Alpha. Normally she would have stayed inside when Casimir was gone, waiting for his return yet tonight, she felt like being out. She did not want to be inside with the others that seemed to bored to want to leave themselves. Visitors came at all hours of the day and night and if anyone came tonight, Olivia would want to greet them herself.
Most did not like her. In fact, of the thirteen members of the pack that only seemed to continue to grow in size and stature, it appeared that only Casimir tolerated her continued presence. She had, at one time, been on her way up the ranks of the London Coven. Willing to do anything at any time for Aubrey, Olivia had cast it all aside for one man. One person whom captivated her like no other ever had. Aisling had developed a deep seated lust for Goetschl and that lust caused her to rebel against Aubrey and her Coven. Where as the death order had been issued for the former pet, the Vampress found herself refusing it. She ensured Casimir's safety. From New York, to Montana, to California and back to London, she remained at his side, she remained his vigilant protector. Aubrey had Kane and Abel. Casimir had Olivia. The night air kissed her skin like the tender touch of a lover. Had she been able to physically respond, she would have spouted prickly goosebumps but that was her curse now. She chose immortality and in return had to sacrifice a few things for it. Still though, should it have been so hard for a Vampire?
Casimir was out doing doing something tonight, forbidding Olivia from following him. He had changed, almost doing a complete 180 with his personality. So many people knew him as a reserved human, second guessing himself at every opportunity. Now he was wolf who was assertive, dominate, strong and fearless. He reformed his pack but unlike other Wolvin packs, he allowed Olivia to be apart of it. It must have been the only wolf pack in the world that dared allow a Vampire within their midst. Typically fights would have ensured and undoubtedly altercations already had, especially with the 'destroy now, ask questions later' mentality of Richard. That wolf drove Olivia up one wall and down another. Each time he was in her presence, Aislings skin seemed to want to crawl. There were two types of male wolves that Olivia had recently learned about. There were the types that were strong, yet foolishly believed they were one of the strongest and then there were the strong whom knew their strengths, whom were truly strong. Casimir Goetschl fell into the latter but Richard did not. He had once been a beta and based on how the Vampire had seen Casimir treat him, it looked as though Richard was now an Omega, the lowest of the low.
Aisling herself held no rank and refused to be put into one. If she was a rank, it was higher than Saya Night yet lower than Casimir Goetschl. Wolves were not stupid creatures. Casimir understood the territorial aspects of both species perhaps better than anyone. Vampires did not naturally like being in the presence of wolves and vice versa but so far, Goetschl was making it work. Olivia had shown her strength on several occasions, one with some no body woofy that had tried to attack her and on a couple occasions with Richard by tossing him around as a rag doll. Olivia could tear through the ranks of this pack with absolute ease yet did not out of respect for its Alpha.
Still, Casimir was out and in hergreen dress, Olivia stood at the entrance to the Manor. A home bought by the Bureau yet used by Casimir now. Unlike other packs, Casimir invited any and all wolves to stop by his pack, make their acquaintance and choose whether they wished to stay or leave. Olivia was their greeter and a snicker escaped her lips as his rule specifically about Olivia came to mind:
'Accept me. Accept Olivia.'
Simple and too the point. In order to be apart of the pack, they had to show the Vampire the same respect as the Alpha. Normally she would have stayed inside when Casimir was gone, waiting for his return yet tonight, she felt like being out. She did not want to be inside with the others that seemed to bored to want to leave themselves. Visitors came at all hours of the day and night and if anyone came tonight, Olivia would want to greet them herself.
