Alita smiled at Ivar's apparent concern and nuzzled a little closer, "It was just me and my sister. And yeah, it was hard, but my sister is strong. Our parents taught us to fight, and while I was still young, my sister was already 16."
She had a loving smile on her face, "She protected me and even managed to create her own gang called Sanctuary, where women like my sister and I can find protection and shelter.
We still engage in criminal activities like any other gang as we have no other way to survive, but we only allow women into our ranks."
Ivar raised an eyebrow, "You love your sister a lot. Do you have any regrets about offering her up to me?"
Alita looked pained for a moment but then shook her head, "I- No, I don't know if it makes me a bad person, but I have no regrets. I love my sister, and I owe her a lot, but I serve you now."
She started smiling, "Besides, there's little my sister cares about besides me and strength. I understand we can't take the chance of trying to convince her instead of forcing it, but I honestly think she would accept anyway, although, perhaps only after coming to trust you."
She grinned a little perversely, "She always maintains a facade of stoicism, something which I know better than anyone is just a mask to hide her pain and exhaustion, and I can't wait for you to break her mask and have her calm face twisted in pleasure as you pound all the pain and exhaustion out of her."
Ivar had to blink a moment, not expecting that; even Selene was laughing her ass off. Ivar said, "Well, that is certainly an interesting fantasy. I guess it sounds like it still comes from a place of love? Even if it's mixed with some perversion."
Alita stammered suddenly, "I-uh, I'm not sure why I said all that."
Ivar laughed at those words, "Don't worry about it; feel free to speak your mind, especially when it comes to perverted thoughts."
Alita pouted as her face heated up, and she punched Ivar's chest playfully, "Bully!"
Ivar snickered before he asked, "Any more questions?"
Quickly refocussing, Alita said, "Yes! Where did you come from? How did you end up naked in the alley, and how come therians are still unknown in the current day and age? I mean, cameras are everywhere!"
Ivar shook his head, "I'm afraid some of those things I am still unwilling to tell you; suffice it to say that my family lives far away from here, and other therians are probably staying away from heavily populated areas."
Ivar smirked, "As for cameras, I don't know how other therians do it, but I do it by having my own personal hacker to take care of things like that."
While Alita looked shocked, Selene quickly interjected, "I'm not your personal anything! We- We are partners! Equal partners, and don't you forget it!"
Ivar smiled, "I've just been reminded by my own personal hacker that she is amazing, and I am fortunate to have her with me."
Selene appeared next to him as she stomped the ground, "Don't think flattery is going to get you out of this! I am a goddess!"
Still smiling, Ivar told Alita, "Right, she's not just my own personal hacker; she's also my own personal goddess. She's very beautiful, you know."
Selene pointed at Ivar while opening and closing her mouth, at a loss for words; she honestly felt somewhat hurt he wasn't acknowledging her as an equal partner and wasn't sure what to do about it.
Ultimately, she simply stomped on the floor again and disappeared, causing Ivar to chuckle. He knew he was playing with fire, as he was unsure what Selene could do to him.
But he just enjoyed teasing her too much, and he felt he started getting somewhat of a grip on her personality, causing him to believe she was more bark than bite, at least when it came to him.
As he refocused on a confused Alita, he said, "Don't worry about it; I just wanted to tease her a little."
Alita nodded, "O- Okay, but… does she always listen in?"
Ivar grinned, "Not just listen, she watches, too."
Alita paled, "S- So, l- last night?"
Ivar's grin grew even wider, "Oh, I'm sure she enjoyed the show. And I want no complaints from you, you hear? Her name is Selene, and she can watch whenever she likes, understand?"
Hearing this, Selene felt a little better, but she was still mad.
Since Ivar had taken a firm stand, Alita's complaints died in her throat, but not before she pouted and her face flushed to tomato shade. In the end, however, she nodded, adjusting herself to the idea that any future sessions with her master would likely be watched.
Not that that would stop her; she was already addicted to Ivar, and a small variable like that would not deter her.
Ivar kissed her forehead, "Good girl. Now, any more questions?"
Alita nodded, "Three more, Master. First of all, you talked about growing stronger. Does that mean I can still grow stronger than I am now? And second of all, since there are so many different therian transformations, does mine have a name?"
Ivar nodded, "First question, yes, unlike humans, therians and a few other races can absorb the ambient world's energy to strengthen the cells in our bodies, allowing us to continue growing in strength and durability beyond mortal means.."
Obviously, by other races, he just meant vampyrs, as that was the only one he knew about, but there might be other races that could do the same.
He continued, "I'll teach you how to do that later when I also teach you how to control your transformation."
Absorbing the ambient energy was a slow process, however, and despite the therians and vampyrs having pushed the envelope of personal power by increasing the ceiling, methods of increasing the speed were few and far between.
Of course, as the son of an emperor-tier father, he knew some of these methods, but they primarily involved items that he did not have access to here. He would have to find the required materials and some kind of craftsman or woman to create some of these items for him.
He continued to her second question, "As for your second question, since your transformation is basically the first of its kind that I know of, we'll have the privilege of naming it. Any suggestions?"
Alita seemed enthusiastic suddenly, "Will you really let me name it?!"
Surprised by her enthusiasm, Ivar said, "You seem strangely excited by the idea, but sure, why not? I'm terrible at naming things anyway."
Still excited, Alita said, "There's this powerful race or order of mythological females I've always admired. They were called the valkyries, and they se-"
Suddenly, she was interrupted by Ivar's large hand covering her mouth.
He spoke sternly, "Never mention the names of any gods before me, or preferably just never."
Just a moment ago, Selene had yelled in Ivar's head to stop Alita, and Ivar realised what it was about, so he quickly acted.
Alita looked confused, but she quickly nodded her head to signal that she understood, causing Ivar to remove his hand.
Alita looked a little cheeky as she asked, "I suppose it would be useless to ask what that was about?"
Ivar chuckled in response, "Yes, it would be. You can continue what you were saying; just remember, no names."
Alita nodded, "Well, I was basically done; they were powerful warrior women who served a specific god. Supposedly, they could fly, so I thought…"
She gained an embarrassed blush, "I thought I could be your Valkyrie, and my transformation could be the Valkyrie transformation."
Ivar smirked, "I like it, but you do know I'm no god?"
Alita again adorned a cheeky smile, causing Ivar to think this was perhaps part of her real personality that was coming out since she was becoming more comfortable with him.
She said with that same smile, "Sure, but it's not like I would serve any god before you, so you might as well be my god."
Ivar raised his eyebrow and then looked down at his crotch, where his little brother was saluting the room because of her words, and he sighed, "Well, I'm gonna have to reward you for that," before he grabbed Alita, put her under him and penetrated her already wet hole in one thrust.
Alita moaned and giggled simultaneously. Clearly, she had been expecting this result. Ivar grinned, "Cheeky brat, you need some punishment."
He spent an hour 'punishing' her for her cheekiness; when they were done, he dragged Alita's face to his cum-stained shaft for her to clean, and while she did so, he asked, "Anyway, what was your third and last question?"
Between licks, Alita asked, "I was… wondering what… your plans are… Master…? I can't help… but feel you… want something more… then just… my sister's and mine's… bodies…"