#38 - Discipline
Title: Discipline
Word Count: 200
Disclaimer: Laurell K. Hamilton owns all things Anita Blake. Only the story is my own.
Challenge: #38 - Blood
Rating: PG for language.
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Blood spattered on the wet grass as Caleb fell heavily to the ground. Micah waited until Caleb stopped clutching his side in pain before walking over to him. The alpha looked at his bloodied knuckles, then knelt down beside the cowering wereleopard.
"Are you going to say it again?" Micah asked softly. "Are you going to say that I'm pussy whipped, and Anita's the only one in this pard with real balls?"
Caleb shook his head.
Micah's fist lashed out, catching Caleb in the mouth. "I can't hear you."
"No." After a quick glance at Micah's face, Caleb quickly added, "No, Nimir-Raj."
"Good." Micah stood up, power circling around him like a storm. "The pard protects you, I protect you, because I choose to. I remember what you were like under Chimera, Caleb. Don't think I've forgotten."
Caleb glanced past Micah to Merle, but he kept his bleeding mouth shut.
"Get out of here," Micah said. "I don't want to have to mention this again."
Caleb staggered to his feet, running off before Micah could change his mind.
Left alone on the darkened forest grass, Micah and Merle looked at each other. Merle didn't say anything. He didn't have to.
Word Count: 200
Disclaimer: Laurell K. Hamilton owns all things Anita Blake. Only the story is my own.
Challenge: #38 - Blood
Rating: PG for language.
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Blood spattered on the wet grass as Caleb fell heavily to the ground. Micah waited until Caleb stopped clutching his side in pain before walking over to him. The alpha looked at his bloodied knuckles, then knelt down beside the cowering wereleopard.
"Are you going to say it again?" Micah asked softly. "Are you going to say that I'm pussy whipped, and Anita's the only one in this pard with real balls?"
Caleb shook his head.
Micah's fist lashed out, catching Caleb in the mouth. "I can't hear you."
"No." After a quick glance at Micah's face, Caleb quickly added, "No, Nimir-Raj."
"Good." Micah stood up, power circling around him like a storm. "The pard protects you, I protect you, because I choose to. I remember what you were like under Chimera, Caleb. Don't think I've forgotten."
Caleb glanced past Micah to Merle, but he kept his bleeding mouth shut.
"Get out of here," Micah said. "I don't want to have to mention this again."
Caleb staggered to his feet, running off before Micah could change his mind.
Left alone on the darkened forest grass, Micah and Merle looked at each other. Merle didn't say anything. He didn't have to.