the vow
04-06-2013, 12:27 PM
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She was lost, confused and uncertain, wary of this wolf who seemed so fixated on her, so demanding of answers and understanding when she had nothing to give him. She was empty and broken, lost and without cause - a hapless wanderer who had fallen into his presence by chance and now found herself more dazed than ever. And then he gave her his answer, hissed that they had been mates - mates - and she stared, dumbfounded, her ears swinging back against her skull as she stared at this herculean beast she may have one proclaimed to love. Had she loved him? Even this she could not answer, but his behaviors made sense now, his agony at the loss of her memory visible, and in that moment, she hated her handicap more than she ever had. "I... I'm sorry," she murmured, her lips coiling in a frown. She didn't know what else to say, didn't know how to wipe that look of misery off his face, and even if he was little more than a stranger to her now, she didn't like the look of pure torturous need that had ravaged him and brought the beast to his knees. Her chin tucked down towards her chest, uncomfortable under his scrutinizing glare, but she had nothing more to say - nothing to offer him. She was not the woman he love. Not anymore. |
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