What You Mean to Me

Aliana's heat scent had died sown somewhat and Chimera's aggression and feral dominance had died down with it. Over the days that the woman had been at the height of her estrus, the beast had refused to let her out of his sight. He knew that she would end up pregnant. He knew the entire time. When her scent had kicked him in the snout, however, he knew that there was nothing that he could do about it. His body had been working of its own will despite what his mind knew was right. The man worried that he had irreparably damaged the relationship between himself and Aliana and that thought... it truly bothered the man.

Chimera had come to heavily rely upon Aliana. After a long or stressful day, he knew that she would always be there waiting for him. She made him feel better. She soothed him. Calmed him. He needed her and he intended to tell her so. In order to do that, the giant had peeled the woman away from their island home, taking her across to the mainland for a little day, just the two of them.

There was a pretty little cove on the mainland that he thought Aliana might enjoy. Crabs and other sea dwelling creatures had skittered about between the tide pools. The sea had been calm the last time he was here and the sand was fine and soft. This evening was no different. Or maybe it was. As Chi led the clouded fae down the beach, he noted the strange bluish glow coming from the pools. He didn't remember those from before, but he also hadn't been here at night.


"Chimera Klein"