Speech•ess
/ˈspēCHləs/
•Adjective•
"Unable to speak, especially as the temporary result of shock or some strong emotion."
"I won't be silenced,
You can't keep me quiet.
Won't tremble when you try it.
All I know is I won't go speechless, speechless...
"DO IT AGAIN, AGAIN!" The group of were-pups shouted as Azalea sat in front of them with blood running down her fingers and on to the den floor.
Smiling, the young princess closed her eyes and hovered her hands over the pile of leaves and sticks in front of her. "Conjunge." She chanted feeling her magic flow through her veins and into her finger tips.
The were-pups gasped in awe as the princess in front of them made the leaves and sticks start to connect into the shape of a crown. They floated into the air with a sparkle of silver entwining with them as the crown rose and placed itself on her head.
"That enough for tonight, pups." Wyatt announced as he walked over. "Time to head to bed with your parents."
Multiple of the were-pups groaned and protested but eventually all made their way to where they needed to go. As soon as they all left, Wyatt scooped Azalea up into his arms bridal style making her laugh as she whipped the blood of her hands.
He took her to his room and placed her on the bed before diving on top of her body. "Wyatt!" She yelled with a groan as she tried to push his frame off of hers. "Off!"
"Am I that heavy?!" He gasped.
Azalea scoffed as he rolled off of her and settled next to her after pulling the covers over both of them. One of his arms wrapped itself around her waist and he nuzzled his face into her neck breathing in her scent. Reaching up behind his ear, the brunette began to scratch before starting to giggle as Wyatt immediately melted from her touch enjoying the affection.
"Wyatt?" She whispered after a few minutes of them cuddling. "What are we?"
"Soulmates."
"I know that, I meant 'title' wise."
Shrugging he placed a kiss on the side of her neck trying to not smirk as her heart began to race. "We don't need a 'title'. We're soulmates, that's a big enough 'title' for me. Wouldn't you agree, princess?"
Stopping her scratching momentarily, Azalea pondered what he said in her head. Soulmates, she repeated in her head over and over again as a smile placed itself on her lips each time she thought it. "Yeah... I do."
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