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༒ 𝐃𝐚𝐰𝐧༒
• 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 24; 𝙒𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨•
"You need to go to the bayou without me." He said to his brother as they walked determinedly through the hallways of what once they called their home.
"Why?" The older asked with his brows furrowed in confusion.
"Take Hope. I'll be right behind you."
"What are you saying?" He asked sternly yet worriedly as they turned the corner, towards the entrance.
"My daughter nearly died. I have to make sure the threat to her is over." The hybrid blurted out shortly.
"Not without me." The suited one stopped dead in his tracks and declared.
"Brother, Marcel loathes you most of all. Freya will help me here." He said with a softer manner, his eyes pleading and desperate. "I need to know my child is safe. You and Cassie and Hayley can assure that."
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If there was one place that she actually was glad to see again, it was the bayou. The view, the atmosphere, and the scent of apple blossom brought sweeping memories to her mind, some heartwarming, some heart-wrenching. It reminded her of her time as an alpha; so much has changed since then. She was a grown woman, a mom, and ironically-- she was engaged again, just to the right person this time. She had lots of friends there, lots of cold evenings around a bonfire, many deep conversations, and even a few full-moon transitions.
It has been home, too, for a while.
"I do miss it out here," Hayley said with a sigh as they all walked in the field of flowers on the way to their next destination.
"You and me both," Cassie murmured lazily while looking around, reminiscing moments of her past there.
"Yeah, looks like you're not alone." Elijah added from behind the two girls, referring to the two kids walking, giggling, and picking flowers together.
"Theo, slow down or you'll trip and hurt yourself," Cassie called out loud enough for her energetic son to hear her with a roll of her eyes.
"It's okay, I'll catch up to them." The older Marshall said with a chuckle, picking up the pace of her walk in order to keep a close eye on the two children, while the pair follows behind.
"You know, the weather is spectacular in Corsica at this time of the year." He commented after a long pause of silence.
She scoffed and looked over her shoulder at him with a grin. "Noted. Quick question-- are you planning to pack all your suits for our relocation to an island between France and Italy?"
