A Simple Thank You

*Tahlia* · 08-20-2013, 03:29 AM

Walk | Talk | Think

As she had anticipated, he understood. He said nothing about her past, only reached forward to press a scarred cheek to her own, and with a relieved sigh the widowed she-wolf mimicked the gesture. Her eyes closed in an almost blissful fashion as she breathed in his scent, knowing that, because they were practically one and the same in their histories, he understood and would not hold her past life against her, just the same as she would excuse his. It was honestly more than she could have asked for. The fear had been bothersome at best, frightening at its worst, and she had nearly promised herself to completely keep the fact a secret for as long as she could to ensure that it would not deter her chances of finding a new husband. It had never once crossed her mind that that there would be someone with similar circumstances for her to turn to instead.

He spoke her name as his neck stretched upward to rub against the side of her head, her nose lowering to tuck itself there against his shoulder as he continued to wind a slow trail around her, being left with only the air upon her muzzle as he passed and his less than comforting words to dwell on. What? Tahlia's eyes opened as clarity slowly seeped into their depths, the reality of the words that Bane spoke guiltily taking a moment to register and then hit home. Unlike her, he had had other lovers after his first. It should have been no surprise - standards between the genders had always been rather lopsided - and so for the first few moments she could not comprehend why she was being told at all.

She turned her head, golden gaze following the male's path as he came around along her opposite side, head low and eyes unable to meet her own. Just a little her insides froze before he began to speak again, and then the chill grew stronger. He had gotten someone pregnant. His ill-timed tryst had produced offspring, and now, deciding to revert back to honor-bound action, he wished to assist with the problem he had left the she-wolf with. Alena, her thoughts corrected. She was not even so insignificant to warrant the absence of a name with the male, and though Tahlia could tell from the look about him that what he told her was a tender subject to his heart, she drew a quick side step away from him within the shallows of the lake, staring back with an incredulous mixture of disbelief and offense.

How dare he! "But you just promised," she stated, her disbelieving tone full of shock. "You said you would be faithful to me. You would provide for me." The whole concept he proposed was practically impossible for her to wrap her mind around. He was, for all intents and purposes, hers, and yet here he was making promises to other women, to be there for them when it would take away from their time together, take away from her value. If she had wanted to become someone's piece to a set, she would have accepted that shadowy figure's offers of taking her at the tide pools. And instead she had waited for this. "If you are to be mine, I cannot share you," she informed him somewhat harshly, her brows set in a furrow, "for any length of time. I do not take second place to anyone."

But as much as she wished to walk away, to leave him to his one-time lover and illegitimate children, she feared losing out on what he offered. It was not the physical activities of lovers, or the emotional bond of mates; no, far from it. It was acceptance. He knew of her past, her status as a widow, and he had not flinched, welcoming her wholly because he was the same. Where might she find that again, if at all? A spark of desperation struck within her, causing her to close the distance that she had created between them and reaching toward his cheek to place a few tender licks there. "What must I do to make you forget her?" she asked in a whisper, her tone a hushed plea. She did not want to give up on him, but neither could she settle for less than what she felt she rightfully deserved.

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