Forever mine

Basilisk was watching her closely, looking for her reactions. The shortness of breath, the anxiety in her eyes. “You are not objective when it comes to Spider. I hadn’t realised how close the two of you were.” -Not until recently- but now he knew to look for the signs, he saw them there. For a while, he had thought Ignita’s relation to Spider stemmed only from her position as his mate. But it ran deeper than that. How deep, exactly? He could feel a stirring of something inside of him. Jealousy? No. Her relationship with Spider was nothing like attraction. Impossible.

Basilisk tilted her head, surprised at her comment. The unexpectedness of it slashed across his contemplation. He pulled his mind from thoughts of the Armada and legacy, and instead tightened his arms around her. “Life is about change. People come and go, constantly. The amount of wolves that join the pack and then simply vanish is higher than I would have ever guessed. But everyone leaves an impression, both in their coming and going. Your arrival has not ruined anything. Things would have changed regardless if you had been here.” Was that a comfort to her?


"Basilisk" | "Ignita"