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The truth is that I do not hate her. I could not. She is sunlight and warm smiles. She is laughter and happiness, and those things are lost to me. I have not been happy since Zalah died cursing my name.
“You may say what you want, but you are wrong. You think there is nothing worse than resonating to me? I know what is worse. The silence in your chest when your mate is gone.” His words are rough with anger. “And you would do that to me a second time?”
She’s looking at me as she speaks, and it feels as if the first time in almost a moon, she is seeing me.
She could lead me off a cliff and in this moment? I would follow gladly.
“When I settle down, I want a big family. I never had one, you know? So I always dreamed about having tons of babies and just filling my house with them. Like five or six or even eight kids. I’d be down with that. You?” “That is a lot of mouths to feed.” I feel weirdly crushed at his response. “I…guess it is.” He scrapes at his knife, not looking me in the eye. “Then it is lucky for you that I am an excellent hunter.” Warmth blooms in my chest. “That is lucky.”
“I had a mate,” I snarl at it, stabbing my knife into its side again. “And I loved her! You took her from me!”
“You are mine. That is all you need to know. If you are taken, I will come after you. If you are sick, I will never leave your side. If you leave, I will follow. You will never be without me, because I will come after you. Know this.” I brush my fingers over her breast, where her khui thrums. “Feel this and know it to be true.”
He’s right - I was looking for words when all along, he’s been a man of actions. Words are easy to say, but actions are everything.
“But make no mistake - if you leave this world, I will not be long behind, because I cannot live without you.”
“I will always be good to you,” he says solemnly, all traces of playfulness gone from his hard face. “You are my life, my heart, my everything.”
