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I watched her, eyes of violet blue opalescent resting against her inky form, a terrible colour and my opinion on that would never change, yet, on Andromeda- it looked exquisite. She could have been pink and I would hardly have cared, not truly, she was the sun my earth orbited around and though indeed I am surely poor at showing it, that I yell at her more then I kiss her- I think, or at least I hope- that she knows exactly how I feel. I think she does. I can feel her heartbeat, I can feel her affection and her love for me- for them, the children we had made and whom I could never regret despite not knowing what I was supposed to do with them. I felt her fear when she was in Iromar, I felt her anguish and pain and stress and I had been driven to the brink of insanity by it. But at least I understand now. I understand exactly who and what I am, though I will hide it and guard it from the world for as long as possible. I am the worst combination of my Mother and Father, I took the two greatest things about them- and combined them. I took their most domineering features, that which makes them, them and I slammed them together to form- me. It doesn’t work, my personality contradicts itself, I am a volatile time bomb of emotion so outrageous I can barely contain it. My Father was right. I am too emotional, it is my greatest weakness, but he was wrong to. It is also my greatest strength. I took my Mothers capacity for feeling, her ability to care and show compassion, I took all of it, that unfathomable amount and interwove it with that which I took from my Father. His aggression, his temperament and his volatile nature. I combined two of the world’s most unstable forces and I never balanced out. It gives me incredible power, an ability to possess a rage and anger of unfathomable proportions- because it is driven by an immeasurable ability to care and to feel, it comes from emotion so few others can possess. I’m defective I suppose, broken, fractured from the beginning. I care. I just care to damn much. That is my disease. I feel everything. It just took finding my soul for me to find that out.

I sighed softly, pushing these thoughts to the back of my mind, unwilling, for once, to destroy the moment and ruin this brief interlude of peace for myself and my imprint- one day to be my mate, as soon as I work out how to do it classy. I’d asked Heyel how he’d asked Mother, he’d told me what I needed to do, told me about the Dance and Running The Night and yet I was kinda worried I’d screw it up, what if I tripped her over? What did that say about us? Then again, she was my imprint, I already knew she was the one, the only one. There will never, ever be another, not for me. She is my soul and I will never allow myself to be parted from her again, at least not permanently, after all I can’t promise my work won’t take me away for a few nights here and there but you get the jist. I can’t breathe when she isn’t here, or more so, when she is in danger and I cannot some to her. Then again, maybe it was better they held me back, had I been given leave to enter Iromar I would have burnt it to the ground one Demon at a time. I still have every intention of doing that. Maybe I’ll wait till the boys are old enough though, I don’t want to leave her alone with them being so small, not that anything would happen, not to me. I cast my gaze over the pups, lingering on Meryl long enough to scowl at him, still mildly annoyed she paid so much attention to him. Was it to much to ask that I got a little attention? Hell, the way she fussed over them, all of them, the pups, you’d think she was convinced sheer love alone would make them grow. No, I don’t consider myself a poor parent, average at best, only because I really don’t know what to do with them, but hey, I’ve at least got the balls to admit I get jealous of them sometimes, that they get all her attention. I want some attention to. I was the one who nearly died a million times over when she got kidnapped, all they did was ride around inside her. Hardly difficult.

I snorted as Andromeda stirred, head twisting atop my paws to look towards her, tail flicking against the earth outside the den as she tried to get to her feet, evidently still sore as she tried to move without waking them, making her way towards me before she lent down to kiss my cheek, all words managing to leave me as they always did each time we touched. Honestly, without giving to much away about certain private moments, the night the boys were conceived, I didn’t make a damn sound beyond whines and barks, I was utterly incapable. A kiss renders me speechless- more than that, hell, I was lucky I could make any sound in any way. Not that I plan to tell anyone that, when I retell the tale to Ava and Malina it will be entirely more masculine. My own whine left my thoat, tongue licking at her own cheek before my jaws parted to grip her muzzle in evident and obvious affection, holding it a moment, soft and gentle before I released, ears sliding forward as she spoke, my pelt aglow even in the half-light of the morning. If she noticed my rather outrageous amount of prey, she didn’t say anything. She was polite, if anything.

"I took a sabbatical. Or long service leave, whatever fancy name Heyel wants to give it. Honestly he should take one himself and give us all a break from his lecturing."

I spoke, attempting to keep my own voice low and Andromeda entwined her paws with my own, moving to sit as close as she could. Hmm, she knows how to make a boy feel wanted. Obviously she should want me, I was a damn god, wolf perfection, just as our sons would be. I spoke no more in relation to my work, I had no intention of worrying her with suspicions of Demonic uprising, she’d only get emotional and I did that enough for both of us.

"Don’t let the boys go near the boarders. It’s.....not safe right now and it’s better if....if know one except Diveen knows exactly what they look like. Don’t worry or anything, there’s no need, I promise- I just want you to be safe, I want them safe."

They couldn’t be stolen if Iromar didn’t know what they were looking for and I’d been targeted more times then I could count already, Ava even having saved me once. If I was a target, just as Andromeda obviously was, so were my sons and I wouldn’t allow anything to happen to them. I protected my blood, my family, it was damn well everything, even Ava and Micteca, as much as I might like to deny it, they are Eris’ children, blood of my blood and that is enough. I offered a devastating and yet somewhat lopsided grin, just to assure her, downplaying the threat more then I surely should and yet for some stupid reason I just didn’t want her worried. I wanted to protect her- from everything, hell, if she’d listened to me the last damn time none of this would have happened at all- but for the sake of this morning’s peace I don’t mention that. Besides, I don’t blame her. I blame them. I will kill them. She mentioned the food piled up outside, one eye lifting slightly as I scoffed. Well, she didn’t have to eat it if she didn’t want to but I’d rather have a fat imprint then a skinny one, that way she could sit on the damn idiot who stole her because he thought she was to skinny and crush his tiny little lungs. Evidently I was not over that just yet. I never would be.

"Well if such prey didn’t want to be killed it wouldn’t so willingly offer itself to the glory that is me."

I flashed another easy smirk before I turned my attention to my children., Scowling slightly as they slept.

"They don’t do much do they? Really they just eat and sleep. When will they be fun?"




AZRAEL

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"5 years ~ No Mate ~ Soul of Andromeda ~ Heyel x Zeivah ~ 41in 177lbs ~ Sire of Starfall & Guardian ~ Diveen "