I can't roll with these punches

Sirius · 04-29-2021, 08:19 PM

He stared at her in mute horror. His vision blurred, and he couldn’t tell if it was Zee or Briar before him. Zee, who had sneaked into his bed in the night to garner comfort from him. Only to wake with his fangs in her throat. It was the same, it was all the same. Life was a circle, leading him back to the same places.

He couldn’t breath. He couldn’t draw air into his lungs, no matter how much he gasped. He bent over, panting, fighting back the rising panic. He had attacked his daughter. He had ripped into her throat, and hurt her. A few more inches to the side, and he would have woken with a corpse dangling from his muzzle. Another body, just like Zee. dead and gone.

He gasped one more ragged breath and his lungs expanded. To his shock, Briar had rushed back to him. Instead of doing the smart thing and keeping distance between then, she came to him. She offered him comfort, and begged for him to stay.

“Zee” he whispered in a soft moan, wishing his wife was there to smack him and take their daughter away to safety. Instead, it was just him. Fighting, and failing, to keep it all together. His eyes burned, he was falling apart without him. Why had she gone? She had promised to stay with him. She had broken that promise, and left him here alone. He couldn’t do this. He couldn’t be an alpha, a father. He turned and tore out of that den, hitting the ground running.

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I can't roll with these punches

Briar

Sirius