Two Broken Hearts

After the emotional confession between herself and Artorias, Bowen had come to a decision. The Hallows Aegis had, with sheer perseverance and determination, taken the entirety of the woman's heart. Bowen was a slave to Artorias' will and whim, especially after their time together on the ship. She had been thoroughly dominated and had attained heights of pleasure that she had never imagined. Artorias had met her action for action; word for dirty word. Their lewd actions had been so taboo yet so refreshing. No one else would ever be able to compare, and that wasn't fair to one wolf in particular.

Haiku had been a constant. He was her friend from childhood and continued to be her friend now. Initially, Bowen had believed that she and the chocolate wolf would end up together. They would become mates, settle down, maybe have a family eventually if that's something that he wanted. Personally, she had no desire for pups, but would have made a concession for him. Now, that would never come to be. On her travels back, she'd thought long and hard about it. About their situation. It wasn't fair to him that he would never be first in her heart. He deserved to belong to someone that had eyes only for him. Bowen... she only had eyes for Artorias.

Coming into the castle, the young woman made her way up the stone stairs, pushing into the room that she shared with Haiku. Copper ears tucked against her skull and she had trouble meeting his gaze. It wasn't that she was ashamed for the relationship that she'd culminated with her brother. She wasn't ashamed of that at all. She couldn't meet his gaze, because what she was about to do would hurt him. It would hurt him both. No matter their relationship, Bowen would always love Haiku. She would always come when he needed her. But... she had to be true to herself too.

"Hey Hero," she spoke softly, still standing in the doorway. "Do you have a minute?"

"Bowen"