Wolf Totem

Tyranis felt his jaw hang open as Acere announced that he would be hand of the king, stunned for a moment into utter silence. He thought he had irreparably damaged any chances of rising in the ranks the day he allowed Kai past the borders. Had the day at the market changed that? Without asking he could never know, but his throat felt dry and he knew this was no place to question the gift he had been given. “Uncle…My King...You do me a great honor.” He said, his voice cracking with emotion as he spoke. He would need a new armor made, something finer that befit his rank. His chest swelled and then in an instant he remembered Paradise, Paradise who stayed beside him, Paradise who had lifted his spirits, Paradise, the only mother to his children that hadn’t betrayed him.

His ears pricked at the announcement that Acere was having children of his own and that in an instant settled something that he hadn’t been quite sure of. “Uncle…I hope you don’t mind me stealing your spotlight, but as you choose Heloise as your mate I choose Paradise to be mine. I take her as my wife, now and always.” In an instant the words he had told Kai, as heartfelt as they had been, faded from his mind. He remembered shielding her from the storm that passed over them the day in the woods, and her soft spoken promises that held the entirety of her heart behind them. He loved her, he would do anything for her, and he wanted everyone to know it.

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