Have you ever walked outside at night? When it's so dark and you can't see a thing at first? I often do that and I'm never afraid. Because I know that after a while my eyes will adjust to the dark and I will be able to make things stand out. I'm alw...
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She was here, I could feel her. Her scent that I love and had missed was in the air. I have never felt nervous but today I was. How would she react when she sees me again? Will she yell at me? Or cry and just ignore me? Is she going to reject me? Is she going to forgive me for breaking her trust?
It's been 6 months since I pushed her of that hill, 6 months of pain, doubt, and guilt. Grandma believes that she will forgive me, in fact everyone believes that. Will she without feeling the mate bond? Will she accept me as her mate? The look in her eyes when she knew that I drugged her with wolfsbane kept me awake at night. The pain in her eyes, or her cries when she cried herself asleep cut through me, they haunted me every day. It was the memory of her soft lips against mine that kept me alive. Even though it lasted for only a few seconds. It was the only thing that gave me some hope that she would forgive me. Roan was completely gone at that moment, and he's upset for missing our first kiss.
Fay stood on top of a dune looking over the desert with her back towards me. The wind was playing with her black hair that hung loose on her back. She had her arms wrapped around herself, like she wanted to comfort herself. 'Go to her, she is crying.' Roan urged me.
With every step I took the sand shifted under my feet, it was like even nature wanted to keep me away from her when I climbed the dune. I hope the others aren't watching me struggling with this. When I finally reached the top and stood behind her, I heard her sniff. Walking closer to her so that her back was almost touching my front I asked softly "why are you crying Ophelia?" My hand twitches next to my body, I wanted to reach out to her, but I stayed, for now, where I was.
"Nixon?" she asked surprised not turning around.
"Yes," I said and reached out to the tips of her hair. Wrapping a lock around my fingers.
"Are you real?" she asked.
I dropped my hand and stepped closer pressing my body against her "I'm real. I'm here Ophelia."
She hummed and her body leaned more into mine for a moment, with a deep sigh she pulled back putting more distance between us "what are you doing here Nixon?" she asked.
"I needed to see you." I need you to forgive me, I thought but didn't say it.
"I forgive you," she whispered and moved away from me.
I reached out, wrapping my hand around her wrist and pulled her back to me. I kept her body close to mine wrapping one arm around her waist. I pressed my face in her hair and took in a huge breath of her scent. "Thank you, Ophelia." I mumbled in her hair.
"You need to let me go Nixon__" she mumbled, and she started to wiggle in my arms.
"Don't you want to be with me? I'm sorry Fay, please I can't__"
"Your mate won't like this; I don't want to come between you two." She pulled herself free and stumbled a bit and finally she turned around.
I looked in her green eyes, the blue brighter with the sun shining on her "Fay, my mate wouldn't mind. Or that's what I hope," I took her hand in mine and pulled her back, her eyes big with confusion.
