What I Want
Sibyl - Fall Seasonal
12-21-2020, 11:37 PM
Sibyl's response throwing the blame for their most recent debacle back on him made the monochromatic brute scoff and roll his eyes in turn. Of course she wouldn't see anything wrong with her actions. Sibyl found any way to avoid taking on blame and put it on someone else instead. He decided not to pursue the argument any further in order to maintain the peace. Sometimes to win the war you had to lose a battle. He couldn't fault Sibyl for being the way that she was. She was a reckless, impulsive girl, and that was just her personality. It was Azriel who continued to decide to stay with her. Maybe he was just a masochist for the punishment—or maybe he just really liked her. Either way, their unconventional relationship just seemed to work for them. Azriel had had a taste of traditional orthodox family and pack values. That had brought him nothing but pain, despair, and death. It was why he had been so reluctant to say anything to Fel when she had invited them both to join Aerie. The dark woman had no idea who they were, what backgrounds they came from, or anything about them at all. The only thing she knew was how their tastes ran in the bedroom. That alone wasn't enough to extend an offer like she did. It was that exact uncertainty and unknown element that was actually turning Azriel away.
While Sibyl explained what had been on her mind lately, Azriel just listened, keeping his eyes on his companion while she spoke. He looked away only momentarily when she brought up Fel and Aerie. Yep, that had been on his mind too... His mouth twinged into an uncertain frown. What would Sibyl say she wanted in all this? He knew the small fae well by this point. She could be easily swayed by sweet words or a pretty face. Fel Abraxas was both of those things. She held true potential to steal his Sibyl away regardless of what he thought, felt, or did. But Sibyl was also her own wolf; she could make decisions for herself too. Right now, it felt as if he were standing at a crossroads, staring down two diametrically opposed paths. Would Sibyl choose to walk with him regardless of what path he picked? Or was this a seminal moment for them—the end of an era?
"You can have anything you want," Azriel retorted less than a beat after Sibyl had finished speaking. "Having is possession, and that part is easy. But what do you want, Sibyl?" Steel grey eyes turned back to her beautiful face, studying her expressions as he so often did with whomever he was speaking to. It was a habit he could not break, not even with someone as close to him as she was. If she wanted to leave him to go be with Fel, he would not stop her. If she wanted to stay with him, he would not stop her. But if it all came down to his decision... that was infinitely more difficult. Azriel did not know what he wanted.
The notion of joining a pack again unnerved him. The thought of subjugating himself to someone else's will felt dirty, especially when that someone was a wolf they didn't even know. And Fel... Fel was equally as unknown. Sibyl had no problems following a total stranger into oblivion if they tempted her with the right things. Azriel was a different creature. He knew nothing about Fel, about her dreams and ambitions, about her past and her present, about her likes and dislikes... Fel was nothing to him, a value of zero. And yet he could not keep himself away from her whenever she came to call. She haunted him like a phantom in his brain, and he seemed like a wolf possessed. But to change his entire life—to overcome insurmountable barriers and traumas—all because she was feeling sad for her dead brother? That was asking a lot when they were little more than acquaintances who occasionally fucked one another. She knew nothing about him. He knew nothing about her. How could she ask him to change everything for her when it seemed as if she offered nothing in return?
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