"I could not stray my gaze away from her, splaying her across my lap once I had taken my toll onto the berth, sinking further with her weight belonging on top of me. My mate remained fluently solid, stiffening as I continued to caress the innocence...
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The timidity of our souls melted Against the confidence of our lips
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The moments before the night bleeds around the sun, will be the day they'll pay. Every single one of them will result into coinage, facing and drowning underneath my resentment once I seethe and release god's forbidden axises upon those people. My people.
My beta just the same.
How fictitious power made people seem. It was conniving, and certainly convincing that it guided them into stupidity. A wretched stupidity that has even cursed my spectacular predecessor, my witty comrades and unfortunately my form of kin. As the silence succumbed into misdeed all around me, I contemplated how fragile Vera would have to be in order for me to sovereignly break her.
I frowned heavily down upon her bruised body that would only fuel her mindfulness into more dignified incompetence, oh how naive the girl were to allow such foolish means— to carry out remaining the same. She shall never learn without the pressing of her shell, the budding of enemies and the gratitude of it. Slowly as I advanced inside the manor, I kept her effectively in my arms leading upstairs into my bedding chambers. Her eyelashes fluttered like butterflies even while her lip trembled ferociously, with cheeks which lacked their puerile pink hue, blindly colorless.
I couldn't stray my gaze away from her, splaying her across my lap once I had taken my toll onto the berth, sinking further with her weight entirely on top of me. My mate remained fluently solid yet stiffening as I continually caressed the sight of her with my eyes and my eyes alone. Whenever we were in a close proximity such as this, the world was at a stand still and I'd kill to keep it that way. Truly, my female was the beholder of such sacred beauty. I wonder if she knows.
I spent extended hours away from the juvenile, I'd sought it better that way. For my mate was too addicting, too absorbing that she chained my adrenaline aside compulsiveness and a hungering need, which I'd fluidly kept at bay during the eons spent without her. Before her; I was a detested machine with an agenda. Which sums up the fact, I opposed feeling or countering mercy, I acted upon everything senselessly. I supported high kept reprimands determined by the desire to avenge all of what was lost of me. Now however, that agenda needed recollection; a tweaking now that it was solely based on another someone outside of me.
In the beginning perhaps, I had full intentions of ridding her. Properly disposing the threat which gingerly captivated my life, because ultimately all of the lives of my pack resides perfectly inside of her hands, and I doubt she's even registered the desensitizing potency of her potential. She's a feral now, and I don't think she understands that enough to comprehend the deteriorating stakes of our future just yet.
