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She wanted to be alone. Did she not know that as long as the god that was Letum roamed the earth she would never have that chance? Did she not know that he will stalk her until she can no longer run from him, until he is sure that no other lays claim, that she is alone and miserable like he? Did she not know that he hurt, that each night he wondered what she did or with whom she conversed for fear she would find her imprint and go foolishly bounding into the den of another like how Andromeda and Az did? The thought of another male hovering over her den opening, craning for a peek of his and her pups almost drove a snarl to my throat but I was too good an assassin to allow it to manifest. Besides she would not have me, if the disdain that glowed bright in her eyes were any indication. With quick resolve I mirrored that look and scowled at her sprawled form beneath me. A part of me reveling in her vulnerability, my ego screaming that this is how a woman should look, beneath me but only with a satisfied look. One that bespoke of all the pleasure I brought her. A sharp clink of canines brought me from my musings eyes peering into the narrowed ones of the feisty hellion. Well maybe on second thought I liked her attitude; it would most definitely be a pleasant change from the vagabonds I typically warmed my den with. ”That is only because I have been most busy my dear mudhound. However, you may keep such title for I do not have much use for it. Training those of impure lineage is not what I find important.” The words roll off my tongue smoothly as I watch her sit up, dark roiling oceans drinking in everything and only rising to meet her own eyes when she is finally facing me again. A smirk begins to unfurl when her words cut me, slicing deeper than she knew. So fiery, so passionate…did she miss me? ”Well no I am hardly mad that you are teaching Lucid. Once again I do not find the idea of tutoring appealing so perhaps you will be a doll and take the next one as well. As for the pack…well it was indeed fun while it lasted and overwhelmingly informative. For the high assassin didn’t Heyel inform you of my covert missions to infiltrate packs? It seems not, I guess you are not so highly regarded as you think.” Amusement flickers in my eyes as I watch for any reaction my own lyrics will bring before after a moment continuing. ”Why dove? Did you miss me?” Now my words are honey as I sidle closer to her form, yet the jest is clear. Yet the amusement does not flame for long before it wilts as she begins to shift with her breath playing over her lips. Okay so maybe something is not right and my mind tells me to push her buttons. To irritate her like I always do but for some reason I pause as she levels me with a pointed stare before slipping into a tirade to effectively answer my question. Happy? Oh no I would not be happy until she is curled inside my den with several puppies and a relaxed disposition and I have no fear of no other male taking her from me. OMFG what in the hell is wrong with my thoughts?!?!?! For several seconds I am silent, picking my words carefully for the first time in her prescience. ”What do you mean raised to believe a lie? Did you just find out that you were adopted or something? If so it is not so bad, I mean it could be worse you know.” Look at me showing a compassionate side! I was adopted but nobody knew this, Heyel guarded that secret well from all those but family. I knew that whoever raised you was not what made you who you were. I would help my little mudhound get through this, little did I know the bombshell she would drop on me, nor that I would agree. |