Perfect Mates

Chapter 9

It's been about four months since Fenir's passing. I got over it eventually. Kylo was officially announced shaman, just as expected. Everyone has gone back to 'normal' as if she never existed.
Kylo was the one to announce me as Stoli's mate. We are now married.
"Aspen, are you alright?"
"Yes, Stoli. I'm fine. Why?"
"You're sulking again."
"Let me sulk on my own. Go away."

He knows I'd normally never say that to him. I regret it instantly.

"Stoli, I-"
"Got it. Leaving."

He walks out of the den with his head down and his tail between his legs. I wish I wouldn't have said that. Regret fills me and I fall back onto our bed. I didn't mean to say that.
I'm just overcome with grief. I miss one of the best friends I've ever had. She is in the stars now. With Geri and Freki. The Gods will cherish her soul.

"Aspen, why is Stoli so sad?"
"I told him to go away."
"Why?"
"Because- well- I don't know."
"What do you mean?"
"I don't know. Can you please leave me alone, dad?"
"Sure."

He walks out. Not sadly, but noticeably disappointed. I love my father, but he hovers over me. I wish he wouldn't ask sometimes. I wish he'd leave me alone more often.
After a few hours, I emerge from my den and go on a walk. My paths lead me to the burned area. It looks much greener than 4 months ago. New life growing better than the generation before. Since given a chance.
Just then, I hear my name. It's being called over and over. Like a thunderstorm. Booms all around. Lights flashing down and blinding us. Each different in their own ways.

"Aspen!"
"Aspennnn!"
"ASPEN ANNE ALLEN!!"
"Aspen, baby, where did you go, babe?"

I run the opposite direction from where the voices are coming from. Running for my life, it seems. Running away. For real this time. For my freedom. For my health. Never to return again.

This story isn't over! Just wait for a while and you will get another part or two. This story has taken a turn but I think it's gonna be good. Good morning/night/afternoon my lovely readers!