He sat there in the rain and listened to her words as she tried to explain why she could never condone his actions, how in taking his freedom, he had also taken something from Zee by making her an accomplice. His ears flattened to his skull, and he shivered a little in the cold night air, but he continued to stay in silence, and hear her out.
He thought he was starting to get the outskirts of her anger, of the way he had made her feel, in taking that man. He wasn’t certain what to think that he was the only one she would have done it for. He was just starting to see how much of a colossal fuck up he had achieved, and why she would never forgive him. How could he fix it, after all, without betraying his masters? “Would you have had me leave him there, in the battlefield? He is not the first wolf that has been claimed in that place, and at least here we could offer him medical attention, and he could fight for his freedom, if he desired to.” okay, so his chances of winning until he was fully healed might be rather slim.
“But.. I think I understand Zee. I wasn’t thinking of you, really, I was thinking of me, of how frustrated I am that I am continuously ordered to hurt you. I wasn’t thinking about what this would mean for you. I’m a fool Zee, but you confuse me so.” he still wasn’t looking at her, but out into the night instead. “I just know that it hurts to have you so angry with me.” The problem was, he still didn’t see snagging the new slave as wrong, he saw hurting her in the process as a sin.
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