Make-Believe Ferari

*Ganta* · 07-04-2017, 09:27 AM

Ganta had been out and about patrolling, scanning the territories beyond his own for any signs of a threat. Sooner or later he knew he’d be seeking Forsaken out. He’d find his brother and make him pay for what he’d done to Roza. But Ganta wasn’t in any hurry to leave Dragoste at the moment either. Roza was pregnant, getting farther along each day, and the young man felt if he left her and missed the birth of their children he’d regret it. The thought of leaving Roza again, despite the territory being theirs, wasn’t exactly a settling thought either. He didn’t know enough yet about the new members of Dragoste to feel safe leaving her alone.

When he caught his mate’s scent Ganta couldn’t help but wear a large smile on his maw. He padded towards her, ghostly gaze focused on the woman he loved. The attack from his brother had left it’s mark, but Ganta was sure that they were going to come out stronger. He brushed up alongside Roza, leaning in to gently nibble her ear before he spoke. “How are you feeling?” The young man asked softly. There was no question that his concern for Roza had grown… but he was going to stand by her now and make sure that all was well, come hell or high water.

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