Far Away

He was hurt, but looking him over it was not physical. There was not a speck of blood upon the alabastar lupine, not a scrape or hair out of place that she could blame on the teeth or claws of another. And so she waited, waited for him to tell her what had happened to him. What had been done to put him into such a sorry state? She knew... of only one other that was capable of breaking him so utterly and completely. No... It couldn't be...

Yet as soon as he took in that painful breath and expelled the news, he confirmed her utmost worries. Desdemona had left him, gone, disappeared and left the man who loved her more than anything else behind. The alpha was angry with her - how could she not be? She had abandoned her best friend, a white knight that had wanted to do nothing more than dote upon his queen. Yet the strongest feeling within her was sympathy, sadness for the brute that had found true love and lost it.

"You are not alone Demonio. Did I not tell you that I would be here should you need me?" This was definitely one of those times. She would make herself and Valhalla the pillar of support that he needed until he was ready to face the world on his own once more. Perhaps it was all fate or some strange form of irony, that he would end up returning here

She offered him a small smile, sitting beside him and nosing his chin, hoping that he would lift his head a bit. "I am sorry for your loss." The alphess couldn't imagine losing Gideon that way. "But all hope is not gone." She would do her best to show him that - he would do the same for her after all.

"Would you stay in Valhalla for a while? It's as much your home as it is mine." Anything that was hers was her family's. Hopefully he was alright with letting himself breathe while he was here. Tears did not suit a creature such as him, and if she could help it she would try and keep him from feeling as hopeless as he seemed to think he was.