what id give to not be alone

Deathbelle never meant to put herself into this sadness, she’d done her best to hold herself together in Sirius’s presence. Even after everything it was hard not to still feel that love that she had always had for him. Much like her love for Archon though, she could never fully express those emotions again. She couldn’t do anything, and so cried gently against Iolaire’s neck. Her once love held her tight, just what she needed. Io was always just what she needed, though she couldn’t hold her like she once had her comfort supported the Empress more than she knew.

She sighed heavily as Io apologized, but she knew it wasn’t her fault. Hannibal was no different, she should have expected he’d grow scarce sooner than later. Sirius had his wife and kids, she knew his answer so many times over that she felt foolish for how she felt now. She shook her head as she buried it in Iolaire’s neck again. ”I know you would.” Deathbelle whispered as she shut her eyes tightly. ”Do I though?” She questioned then, remember all of the wolves that touched her life and that she loved so deeply. Had her wellspring been depleted?