I knew that she heard my cries. How could she not? A deaf wolf would have heard the panic and desperation in them. I've never made a sound like that in my entire life. It felt unfamiliar and yet natural all at the same time. The thought of losing Ailith, even if I technically barely know her, is unbearable. She has become so much a part of me with just that one glance that I would turn the world upside down for her. I would give my life for her. When I get to her, I can't get enough of licking her wounds and nuzzling her fur. I breathe in her perfume. Even bloody, she's breath taking.
She seems sad for some reason. My brow furrows in puzzlement. Is it something I did? What could she be sad about? I glance toward the marks on the ground where I tore into the other wolf and sent him dragging his entrails. I bet I could find him in just a few minutes. He wouldn't have made it far before he bled out. Is she sad about him? I don't understand this feeling but I know for some reason that she's sad about something. I hear her voice, reassuring me that she won't die and I smile and continue to clean her wounds.
"Aye, there is."
I whisper in her ear. She seems to be debating something in her mind. I tilt my head, wondering what it could be. When she speaks again, my ears flick back, not liking what I'm hearing. She knows about me? I am disappointed to know this because I don't want her to look at me any differently. Her last comment makes my eyes glisten with appreciation. She likes me anyway? I didn't expect that. She looks into my eyes and I know that no one could ever mean as much to me as she does. I blink a few times before speaking.
"I didn't expect you to say that. Most...would not think the same of me if they knew. Not wolves like you. Wolves with heart, with compassion. They would think me a monster. Why don't you?"
I just can't understand it. How can she look at me knowing what she does? She looks at me a moment before her gaze drops down and I let a soft whimper fall from my lips. Her whisper about breaks my heart if I had one. I part my lips to cut her off, to let her know that that's not true but she continues. When she's done, I shake my head vigorously, gently bringing my nose under her chin to tip her face up so I can see her. My eyes glisten.
"You have nothing to be sorry for. Fate tied us together for a reason. Even if I am not worthy of you, I will always be here for you. You do not cause me pain unless you feel pain. I feel your happiness too, your joy. I feel your zeal for life. I feel your compassion, something I never thought I would possess. You bring out the parts of me I thought died a long time ago. I live through you, Ailith. Never apologize for that."
I try to meet her gaze and hold it. I want her to know exactly how I feel.
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so just bite me baby
and drink all my blood
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