Something Amiss
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08-05-2022, 10:41 PM
Gavroche felt his heart flutter in embarrassment at Wren’s words. He didn’t look up at her, a heavy sigh passing his lips as a small, worried confession left his lips. “Me too…” The fact that Bellamy was acting out of sorts scared him. He had only known the woman a portion of her life but he knew he didn’t want her to suffer any more than she already had. His mind trailed back to when they first met, as captives of his family. She had been brought in agitated, ready to fight and even started to lash out at him verbally at first. But… the more he spoke to her… he could see someone who didn’t want to have to fight. Someone who quieted, taking in the company of someone smaller than her. She knew how to be gentle, he told himself. She was careful with him and his companions every day, and when she had Lucette… He saw something in Bellamy blooming he hadn’t seen before. Love for their little one, a protective instinct that was different than merely protecting herself. Was he placing too much on his shoulders regarding her? Willing to carry the weight of Bellamy’s sins as if they were his own? Perhaps. But he loved her with all his heart. He had never known anyone so complicated, so strong, and yet, at their core, so soft and gentle. He had seen it, felt it… Bellamy wasn’t as bad as she tried to make herself out to be. She was no monster. She’d been hurt, used to fighting, but… His ears twitched as Wren spoke again. “Maybe… She’s only ever been in a pack once before… It was in the North, but I heard it had been taken over.” He furrowed his brow. “Maybe it’s because Menagerie and The Armada are in the North… It might have reminded her of the pack she lost.” He drew in a breath. “...and better here than with even more strangers, Wren. You have been kind… and I thank you. We were the ones that made the decision we wanted to live out our final days with a pack, not you, you have nothing to feel guilty for either.” He paused, breathing in, and shifted his head’s direction. “Wren,” He spoke her name softly. “What territory lay this way, beyond The Gorge?” He motioned with his muzzle. He had noticed Bellamy’s scent. |
As his mate and alpha, Bellamy is allowed in any of Gavroche's threads regardless of how they are marked.
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