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Ever since I found her that day after the meteor strike, I haven't been able to let go. Ever since that day that her and Finley materalized before me out of a cloud of smoke, I couldn't take my eyes off of her. Even with all the soot and ash in her coat, I still recognized the love of my life. The first thing I remember is the fear in her eyes and all I knew in that moment was that I wanted to wipe that from her eyes and never see it again. After some time, I noticed that Finley was with her and I would be lying if I said I didn't have a moment of anger that he would be with her instead of me, that he was the one filling the space beside her where I should be. But in time I saw through my anger and then I knew that I had to thank him for finding her, for keeping her safe when I couldn't. He's her imprint and he only wants what's best for her. As long as he doesn't think he's competing for her affection then we should be on the same page. I'll come to think of him as an extension of my protective instinct over her. I hear that he talks to her like poetry. Jealous much? Of course I am. But I know that my love for her is pure and genuine and I'll have to trust in that to keep her by my side. I'll do anything for her, even die. I will tell her every day how much I love her. I will listen to her actively when she wants to tell me something. I will play when she wants to play, give her space when she wants some time, even though that part will be harder, but I'll do it, as long as she keeps coming back to me. I know that her and Finley go off and talk in private sometimes and it kills me not to know what's said. But I trust Isola, I trust her love for me. So I push through the little green monster clawing inside of me and I accept that he will be a part of her life, no matter what. Any other option would be suicide for me because I know that trying to keep her from him would lead to her leaving me. I know that we both lost a lot in that blast. I lost some siblings but at least I still have my parents. Isola lost her mother. At least her closest siblings survived. I hear that Zildjian and Amaterasu are doing good, so are Aaliyah and Tobias. I know that she still worries for her sister. We talk about it sometimes, how she wishes that Aaliyah would leave him. She still thinks that Tobias will hurt her some day, or turn her into something horrible. Isola has come a long way since that day. She hurt over the loss of her mother for a while, but then, she's starting to become a lot like her. I'm okay with that because she's still Isola. She's still the wolf I fell in love with by the stream in Paracon. She looks up to her father more than ever now. Her father has become the rock she holds onto now that Zeivah is gone. I know that in time I will become that rock. We've only begun our journey into mateship. We haven't even breached the subject of cubs. I'm letting her be the one to bring it up because as much as I look forward to being a father, I want her to be ready for motherhood. I want her to want it and so I'll wait. I look forward to my next mission in life, which is gaining us a home, a real place to call home, not the outskirts of this crater. I promised Heyel a long time ago that I would provide for her, that I would get Isola a home and I intend to do just that, whether I have to use tooth and claw to do it or bargaining. I will get her a crown, I promise this. I will make her a queen because that is what she deserves. That's what she'll always deserve. I dream of her while I sleep, of her porcelain fur and her fire and night marking. I dream of her soft lavender eyes and her gentle accented voice. Even years later, she still has that innocent way of talking that makes her sound like that day by the stream all over again. Even now through my sleep filled ear drums, I hear her voice telling me to wake up, to walk with her. My lips curl back into a sleepy smile as my ears flick toward her. I've always been a light sleeper anyway so her voice always manages to wake me up, I just like to pretend that I'm still sleeping so I can hear her sweet voice every morning. I feel her wet nose nuzzling my skin and I lean into it gently, a soft murmuring noise escaping my throat with pleasure at her touch. I feel her teeth gently raking my ear and her light laughter fills the air. She moves her nose through my fur again and speaks, telling me that she will leave me. A ight chuckle falls from my lips as I slowly open my eyes. How is it fair that you can say you love me and talk about leaving me all in the same sentence? Tease of my heart, you know I love you more than all the stars in the sky. Let us walk. Offering her a charming grin, I get up and stretch, shaking out my coat before I launch forward, slowing down only when I reach her side. I reach over, gently nuzzling her cheek before I wink at her teasingly and nip at her ear playfully. So, what do you want to do today? Kane_male_no imprint_mate to Isola_son of Kiska, Devil May Cry, & Abraxus_prince of Paracon_five years old |