it's over, i'm through

I saw you standing there and I knew I'm done for

The Were-King moved purposefully throughout the labyrinth of stacked cargo containers. Though his presence was unnecessary, he disliked the idea of his Beta facing those Dark Hunters alone, capable though he was. Tetradore's presence was, at the very least, likely to even that mock battlefield. The very moment his footfalls echoed upon that cement, his emerald eyes swept the scene, taking stock of the present state of things. Tobias's frame seemed all but tense, the young Maeve clinging to his leg with a sort of fear that was all but palpable to the Were-King. His own affinity quite near yearning to be utilized, even if he pushed such desires away from the forefront of his mind. He was aware of the hunter crouched before them and yet, Tetradore hardly trusted the man in any sense despite whatever pretty words he had attempted to jade the young fae girl with. The Alpha's mere presence seemed to shift the dynamics of that meeting as the hunter's gaze turned almost wearily towards him in turn. Tobias' explanation of who he was wasn't necessary, though he made no effort to explain to the boy now that he knew Maeve. His emerald eyes remained steadfast upon the Hunters, even as the child reached out, her hand gingerly brushing against his jeaned leg. Tetradore's own voice held all the authority of his own position as he declared not only that Maeve fell under his protection but too that he had little desire to welcome the hunters within his territory for any longer. Their business, he was sure, was done here.

He was hardly surprised by the Dark Hunter's continued effort to draw the young girl out of her own free will rather than directly engage in the confrontation before them. He glanced down as Maeve slowly moved carefully behind them, her mumbled voice was clear all the same. That was all Tetradore needed to hear. "You heard her, she stays with me." The Were-King muttered simply, his gaze narrowed ever so slightly, quite near mirroring his Beta at that moment. The boy's assurance that they were lying was hardly necessary, even he knew well they were. Fae, after all, were a rare thing and frankly, Tetradore suspected the Hunters interest hardly went so far as to see her safely reunited with her family. Tetradore's attention drifted as Tobias' hand rose so abruptly, pointing to one of the hunters with a clear intention of singling him out for some purpose. The weight of the boy's deep brown eyes upon him drew the Alpha's gaze as his head tipped to the side in consideration. Perhaps a little nudge might encourage them to leave without an all-out brawl. He hardly wanted Maeve to see the true depths of what either of the pair was capable of. Slowly, his head dipped in a small nod, that permission given.

He was hardly surprised by that gleeful grin that crossed his companion's features, the boy's affinity near immediately lashed out in retaliation. Tetradore's eyebrow rose ever so slightly as the standing Hunter began to spin almost uncontrollably in....circles. It was hardly fatal by any means, prompting a snort from Tetradore's own nose at the very reaction his companion seemed to have. An almost innocent shrug crossed his shoulders at those words that were yelled at him and yet, Tetradore hadn't anticipated the very reaction Maeve might have as a result of this. The child's sudden shout that Tobias was not a freak caused his emerald eyes to turn down towards the girl, his own hardened gaze softening at the very sight of that fierceness within the usually demure fae. That sudden addition of jumping was rather amusing and yet, that sudden loud bang caused even Tetradore to flinch as Maeve screamed in response. Tenderly, Tetradore reached down towards the girl, his fingers gingerly stroke her hair in a soft, almost reassuring touch. As if he would allow any har, to befall her. His gaze shifted as the hunter all but tumbled to the ground as Tobias' affinity relinquished its hold upon him, a third joining their little congregation.

The command of this third man hardly helped to ease the situation as he declared his subordinate should just grab the girl. Clearly, his reputation had not spread far enough if this Hunter thought himself capable of merely taking what Tetradore had openly claimed his own. His gaze fluttered towards Maeve as the child lept behind Tobias, near crying that she wanted to stay. That beseeching caused his head to tilt ever so slightly though he said nothing for the present moment. The man's declaration that he had no right to the girl was merely met with a glare, how foolish that Hunter was...and how soon he'd learn that. Tobias' own hand seemed to shift, those claws extruding from human flesh before the boy uttered a singular broken question. The Were-King nodded ever so slightly. "Rowan and Dante only. Over there, somewhere, Tobias." He gestured away from them, hardly wishing for Maeve to see that death and yet, he had so purposefully elected to ensure the Hunter's leader was left alive, for now. It was far more efficient, in the long run, to train a leader to stay out of their territory than to keep killing them.

Tetradore crouched down, reaching for Maeve as he slowly guided the young woman in front of him. He had so purposefully placed her back to the group of hunters, as he reached to take her hands within his own, far larger ones. "Maeve, I want you to put your hands over your ears, okay? Keep your eyes on me, don't look away until I let you. Can you do that for me?" He inquired, his baritone voice altogether soft as he slowly guided her small fingers to those pointed ears. Though Tetradore was willing to kill for the girl, he was hardly as willing to ruin that naivety within her, the child far too pure for the darkness of his world. No, this, he would not corrupt.

aiden tetradore

you bring out the worst in me