Author's Note: I was reading a story where Fenrir was Loki's daughter. That's where I was inspired to write this. Thanks to, Joyfulelf for the inspiration.
He stood in back of the shed his mind slaves took him to. They're doing all the work while he he figures out the next step. A groan left his pale lips as a irrating headache appeared. That always happens when he speaks with the other. Just a few more things and he'll be able to send the Chitauri army through a portal. A sinister grin formed as he imagined his idiotic brother's face when he and his army conquer the realm he's protecting. He was about to think about his plans when he becomes king of Midgard when a song reached his ears. His pale blue eyes looked towards the woods that surrounded the warehouse the agents he took control of brought him. He looked around before waving his hand, he was soon covered in green mist. When the mist disappeared, a large black wolf that had pale white from it's muzzle to his stomach, stood in it's place. With a snarl, the large wolf bolted into the woods.
'Well, isn't it my best friend from Asgard.'
The wolf stopped, slid into a complete stop a few feet from a river. Just as a gorgeous white wolf with brown and grey markings appeared. He growled, his sharp teeth showing.
'Lupa!'
The white wolf circled Loki, her lips pulled back in a wolfish grin. 'I know why you're here, Loki and I won't let you destroy this world.'
'Why! Why does it matter to you! Not like I care...'
Lupa snarled, her tali lashed side to side. 'You better care! I'm the guardian of wolves! It's my responsibility to protect them.'
Loki growled before he started to pace. 'What do you want from me? I know you want something to keep quiet, so spill!'
Lupa chuckled, 'Who says that I want something? I have everything I-'
'Do you have a mate to continue your legacy?' Loki smirked, full well knowing the answer.
Lupa snarled but stopped and pinned her ears with a soft whimper. Loki grinned, before barking out a laugh. Lupa laid down, feeling ashamed. Here she was the Goddess of wolves and she didn't have a mate. But to be fair, none of the males, human or wolf seem worthy. Even though Loki is a piece of trash, the God of mischief will give her heirs that will help with their responsibilities later, as guardians of wolves and Midgard.
'How about this...I'll mate with you. If you don't report me. I'll also stay away from your precious wolves...'
Lupa knew that Loki doesn't want to be king. He's seeking out to get revenge on Thor but if he did succeed, then their children will stop him. Making up her mind she dipped her head. Loki trotted over to the down female and mounted her. The two shared a long howl as they reached a end. Lupa stood and faced her old friend.
'I want nothing-'
The white wolf snarled, spit flying from her muzzle. 'We don't need you.' Loki snorted and went to turn but stopped. 'I may not tell them but they will find out.'
Loki turned his head and bolted back into the woods. Lupa looked at the full moon and let out a howl.
-O-
A loud painful scream caused nearby wooden creatures to look towards a cabin before running off to hide. Writtling in pain was a creamy skinned woman with gorgeous long, light brown hair. Her golden eyes were shut close as sweat cling to her face.
"Alpha, you have to push!" yelled a teen caucasian male. His dark brown hair was flattened to his head from his own sweat.
The woman breathed and pushed, she lost count of how many pushes she did but she had two bundles in her arms. But the moment was cut short, the new mother sat up as her eyes turned a dark gold. "Take them and leave."
The teen knew not to ask questions, quickly picked up the twins and ran. As he ran through the woods, he let out a small whimper as the sound of a dying wolf reached his ears.