so we meet again

When looking out over the wedding guests Tyrian had very nearly choked when a familiar face jumped out at him. It was that woman, that nameless woman who had sucked him off that night on the beach. The woman who had fucked him and sent him down an insatiable path. That woman. Just seeing her was enough to send a shiver down his belly. He'd spent the rest of the ceremony very aware of her presence and the effect it was having on him. When it was finally, blessedly over and the guests had been ushered to the feasting grounds Tyrian had casually made his way over and struck up a conversation with Pyrrhic, the man she appeared to have come with. Was he her mate? Surely not. Out of the corner of his eye he'd watched the child too just in case it ended up being hers. His fears were quelled quite quickly, though, as Pyrrhic introduced the woman as his sister and the child as his daughter.

After the introductions had been made and the following small talk had died down, Tyrian had casually bowed out. Some time later after mingling with the rest he'd successfully snagged Fel's gaze and then purposefully left the scene hoping she would follow. He wanted to speak to her again but he wanted to do it somewhere a little less public. He walked to a secluded nook and stopped to wait. The sun had set some time ago and the orchard was bathed in shadows save for the feast area which was illuminated by the light of several fires. From here he could still see and hear the festivities quite clearly but they were far enough away and the lighting was at such a contrast that they felt like a separate thing entirely.

Would she come? He resisted the urge to look back, choosing instead to gaze into the deep, dark woods that marked the border between the Soulless Forest and the Orchard.