Green with Jealousy

Jaelle would translate her words to English and the Xephyris would talk. She hadn't missed the look he shot Jaelle as she hadn't looked away from the man. She felt her muscles twitch with the need to snap at him for it, but Soleil managed to hold herself still otherwise. The woman could understand a few words but not enough to know what he was talking about. She had accumulated a small list of words she understood in English simply by listening to the others talk among them where he, him, she, her, come, make, you, mine and hello. A few of those had had come shortly after Xeph had a conversation with Riv. She didn't know the whole of the conversation that day but a few words had stuck with her...words she listened for so she would understand their meaning. As she stood there watching those words ran through her mind reminding her now just how much she had wanted them to be true.

The longer Jaelle took to find her voice the more Soleil was sure she was right. Finally turquoise orbs would leave the silver man and fill with concern for the woman at her side. She couldn't and wouldn't blame the gypsy for Xeph's actions, he may be the only thing she had left since she was unable to find her siblings but his actions where his own to hold. She would find a way to apologize and make this up to the other woman but she also couldn't bring herself to force the other wolf to translate any further either. Hell she could practically see the panic all over her but when a sigh would escape her just before she began translating her features turned to gratitude that only lasted a few seconds before her ears would lay flat againced her skull while in the same instance her deadly cold gaze would find the silver man in front of her once again.

So...Jaelle had been right and so had her gut feeling. The witch was pregnant and this idiot was the father. It took everything she had to keep from shouting, from getting up right then and there to hunt down his play thing and show her just how much she enjoyed sharing. For a split second she let her anger show through in her eyes before pushing it back down to be covered with the same look she had given her father. A cold, expressionless stare that both men, in her opinion, had earned. At least her good for nothing father had taught her control, it sure as hell came in handy right now to keep her promise to Jaelle of no bloodshed right now. She would let out an audible sarcastic half laugh half huff at his last words.

Yeah he hurt hurt her alright, he had no idea how much this hurt. She could feel her heart tear apart within her chest at the end of Jaelle's translation. This was almost as bad as what her father had done to her family, to her sister and mother though not quite. Yes he had strung her along but at least he hadn't tortured her and her family...no he had just played with her heart a bit. Non, vous êtes capable d’aimer et d’être avec une femme, vous choisissez simplement de les faire tous si vous n’avez pas à décider, si vous n’avez pas à garder vos pattes pour vous. Dis-moi Xephyris, souhaitiez-vous jamais réellement me faire vôtre ou où ces mots à Riv juste sous le faux comme le mensonge tu te dis maintenant." Her jaw would clench and her tail would lash out to the side as she dug her claws into the dirt beneath her.

Damn her feelings for this man. She hated him, she loved him, she wanted to tear him apart and taste his blood on her tongue but she also wanted to be with him in the same way the brown witch Limno got to be. She had wanted that moment to be hers and hers alone but the stupid, stupid man had given that to another woman. She had wanted to have many children with him but he denied her the privilege of giving him all of his children. He denied her the entire future she had seen with him with those few words. "Vous êtes tout aussi stupide que j’ai été d’espérer que vous avait vraiment voulu me faire vôtre. Mais si vous n’aviez pas déjà remarqué... Je ne partage pas ce qui est le mien. Évidemment, j’ai tombé en amour avec le faux coupable parce que l’avenir, que j’ai vu n’implique pas de partager mon amant."

She didn't give a damn about the brown witch called Limno...not that she would ever call her by name. The only thing she would be good for was a chew toy. What she cared about was the man standing in front of her. "Vous dites que vous voyez que tout cela me fait mal, mais vous ne comprenez pas la pleine mesure. En donnant cette sorcière vous, vous avez pris tout de moi. Ma mère est morte, mes frères et sœurs sont manquants, et mon père est un sphycopath. Vous où tous, j’ai eu, j’ai donné mon coeur à vous et vous avez donné vous-même et vos enfants à elle. She didn't know her voice, her words, could be as cold as they were now but her heart had been broken and she didn't care to share anything else about her with him. She had trusted him with her heart only to find that it was a mistake.