Though Satan instills his poison, and fans the flames of our corrupt desires within us, we are yet not carried by any external force to the commission of sin, but our own flesh entices us, and we willingly yield to its allurements. ~John Calvin

The flames roared like a hungry tiger, filling his eyes and mind. He stared into the crackling fire, watching it rage like an unstoppable inferno. His hands itched, as he wondered what it would feel like to be caressed by those flames, to feel the gentle tongues lap at his flesh. He shivered suddenly, as if doused by cold water, he looked up and around, the night sky was endless, vast and expanding to the furthest reaches of the horizon. The inky black sky was washed with stars, all of them twinkling, sparkling, and giggling in the heavens. To an extent he was alone, sitting in the silence; his only comfort the flames that devoured the darkness. It was a test, of course it was, one that all dominants had to go through. Call it an endurance test, if you will, but if you asked him, he'd tell you it was a way for the senior dominants to torture the pups without being punished by the sentimental subs. He sighed and flopped back onto the ground, scratching his neck idly, staring blankly up at the stars. He sighed and flipped onto his stomach, propping up his head on his elbows, eyes staring once again at the flames. His hand twitched, and he sat up, eyes blank as they stared at the flames, slowly he reached forward, hand trembling, and he thrust it into the flames. His eyes shot wide, his hand locked, unable to move, he opened his mouth and screamed. It felt like he was being devoured by the flames, they licked eagerly at his skin, at his hand and arm, stroking and caressing, burning and scorching. Something was strange about it though, even though he felt the pain, felt the flames searing away his skin, his hand remained unharmed within the flames. He didn't see his family surrounding him, didn't see anything but the flames.

"Ki, what the hell do you think you're doing?!" Harry screeched, and grabbed his son around the waist and jerked the boy away from the flames. But the flames merely followed his hand, so that a thin line, stretched taught like a metal wire linked Ki's hand and the rampant flames. Ki focused on the flames within his cupped palm, and everyone watched in mingling horror, fascination, and shock as the flames began to swirl and take shape. Finally, sitting on the cupped palm was a little creature, with skin as red as the flames, eyes a smoldering golden hue, ears pointed at the tips, and not a stitch of clothing anywhere, but a flaming sash wrapped tightly around a tiny waist. The creature bowed, and then flashed a smile, one filled with sharp, pointing teeth.

"What is it?" Harry whispered, the creature turned to Harry, and, smirking, he bowed, eyes conveying his thoughts quite clearly, 'You're stupid'.

"I am a fire nymph, my name is Belenus Borvo*, and you…." He turned to Ki, "Are my mate." Harry looked at his pale son, then at the miniscule creature, and, abruptly, burst into laughter.

But, you're two inches tall!"

"And that should matter for what reason?" The creature snapped, glaring at Harry,

"You can't possibly be mates! He's like, twenty times your size!! The creature snarled at Harry,

"You mock me, you are a fool!" And suddenly, Harry was pinned to the ground beneath a very large body, the creature was smirking, "I am not always two inches tall. That is merely my secondary form, this, is my true form, and in this form I am far more powerful than you. You will do well to remember that, because, if you don't, I just might have to kill you." He moved away and Harry sat up, trying to push himself to his feet using his elbows, unable to move his wrists that had been badly burnt. The smell of charred flesh filled the clearing, assaulting the delicate noses of the pack. Ki watched the flame creature dance about him, before grabbing the creature in a tight embrace. Harry watched in utter shock, as the two beings seemed to meld into one, one heart, one body, and one soul. And he realized, that even though he didn't quite want to admit it, -honestly, what parents do? - His son had finally found his soul mate. And, even though it made Harry slightly sad, because the chance of his son leaving him was quite high, he was happy for the boy, no matter that his mate was a creature other than a werewolf. Ki looked up and stared at his pack, all standing in a furry, smiling, and protective circle all around him. He bit his lip and turned his face away, closing his eyes so he would not cry. He opened them again and smiled, holding out a hand to his mate,

"Let us get to know one another. My name is Ki Greyback, welcome, to our pack."

"I am Belenus Borvo, as I have said, I am quite pleased to meet you, Ki, but, as my mate, you may call me Borvo." Ki smiled and nodded, taking the slender hand within his own, holding it firmly. Even in his true form, Borvo was still almost a head shorter than Ki. Ki tilted his head to the side and looked at his mate, gaze searching. He didn't know why, but, as he looked at the beautiful creature, something was brought forth within him, it raged, it roared like the tiger in the flames, burning with the heat of the unstoppable inferno. Harry smiled as he looked at his son, walking forward he embraced his pup once again,

"Its love Ki, trust me on this. Mother's instinct." Harry whispered, pulling away with a wink. Ki blushed and nodded, before turning his attention back to his mate. Slowly, shyly, Ki walked forward and embraced the nymph. Harry smiled, and leaned back into his own mate's hold. Their pups were growing up, and there was nothing they could do about it. It was a very joyous thing, but, at the same time, so absolutely sad, that it felt like his heart was breaking. What shocked Harry most, however, was not the fact his son finally found a mate, but, more the fact that his son was mated to a fire nymph. Harry thought that like would mate like; apparently this was not the case.

Author's Notes~


All right, this is Ki's story. ^^ I couldn't think of anything for him, but, then it's like, why not use the original character? Because, originally, Ki was NOT for this story, he was for my other story, and in my other story, which is a fantasy, Ki is this really powerful man, that can control flames, he can hold them and not be burnt. So, I made his mate a fire nymph! Yay! ^^

*Belenus Borvo: A sobriquet for the Celtic sun God Belenus, meaning "Heat". As Belenus Borvo, he was "Shining Heat".

I hope you have enjoyed these two stories so far, much better than my last chapters. More to come, I have ten more actually. Twelve pups in all. ^^ Thank you for reading my stories!!!! Luv you all!

Signed~

Hades Tsukiko