Banished With His Heir

Bittersweet Goodbye

I think Titus was hearing the same thing as well because the next thing I knew, his one hand is on the side of my face and his face is only inches apart from mine that I could feel his warm breath on me

"Tell me... to stop..." He looks like he's having an internal battle with his words. He says it, but his eyes don't mean what he said so I don't know which to believe

"I..." My heart is beating so loud I can't even hear my own thoughts anymore. All I know is that my body has somehow gone on autopilot and it's moving closer and closer.

The moment he moved, although infinitesimal, seemed like a giant leap that made my heart stop because before I could process what was going on, his lips were on mine.

Hot and sweet, soft and supple, I can taste the tanginess of the lemonade he had just drank before stepping out that Trinity and I hand squeezed this morning. My stomach trembles as the butterflies in them go absolutely and undoubtedly insane.

This is what a kiss is with your mate. This is what I had been missing out on. This... this is the only kiss I would ever want to have over and over again even until I could no longer feel my own lips.

Our kiss is sweet at first, but it ends so bitterly beautiful, and I knew in a lot of sense, our relationship was something like that as well. Though we part bitterly, we will always remember how sweet it all once tasted.

When we pulled away from each other-though I could sense neither of us wanted to- his lips are slightly parted, still half-forming a kiss, and though there was some shock in his eyes, it was a good kind of surprise, like he would do it again and again if he could.

I knew I felt the same way, too.

"So" I cleared my throat as I pursed my lips and licked the remaining taste of him and the lemonade on it. "What's the word?"

He turns to me with a curious smile and a small tilt of his head. "The word for what?"

He got so enamored by our little kissing session that he had already forgotten what he said a minute ago

"You said that the moment I say the word, you'd hop on the next flight to see me." I tell him and when he realizes what I meant, that drop dead gorgeous smile of his forms on his lips.

"Hm..." He thinks for a little as he looks at the skies and even just watching him in thought is making my heart turn into mush.

I want to look at him forever, to admire him day and night. How nice would it be to wake up and fall asleep next to him, my first and last sight to be the man that I was born to love, given to me by the Moon Goddess?

I sighed internally. In another life.

When he turns back to look at me, it's like everything that has happened in my life has led up to that moment and I knew I would keep replaying those eyes of his looking at mine and that smile of his directed at me for as long as I lived.

"Furusato. It means-"

"Where our hearts long for," I finish his sentence and we both smile at each other knowing that there is no other word that would be more perfect than that.

"It's our word then. Wherever you are, wherever I am, if we need each other, just say it." I tell him with a wide smile.

He takes my hand and he holds on to it tight as we whisper the word to each other, engraving it in our hearts.

"Furusato."

Titus Bane

I used to think I was stuck with this kind of life. The life where I would wake up and feel guilty for the deaths that I had caused and the blood that had been shed by my hands. Everyday I woke up and hated seeing myself in the mirror.

There wasn't a day that I didn't want to be somebody else, anybody else, just not me, not the Alpha of the Blazing Wolves.

It all changed when the person I didn't even believe existed appeared in my life and all she did was look at me with those golden eyes of hers and I knew nothing would ever be the same again.

I vowed to her that I would become better in many ways. A better person, a better wolf, a better brother, and of course, a better Alpha.

I may stumble here and there from time to time, but I know that no matter how many times I fall, what I do after I push myself up is what matters.

Back then I used to hate fate because I believed that losing my parents and becoming an Alpha was my tragic reality, now I couldn't be anymore grateful for it because it's fate that brought me here and it's fate that will lead me to her again one of these days.

It may not be today, tomorrow, or in this lifetime, but I know that no matter how far she goes, I will always, always find her.

"Don't say goodbye." I told her as I hugged her. I hug her so tight I'm afraid I would break her while it inevitably breaks me inside.

It's a chest-crushing and desperate embrace because I don't want to let her go, but I know that I have to

"Just turn around and give me that smile of yours and I'll keep telling myself that I'll see you again." Even if it might be a lie.

Keira doesn't say anything and when I manage to pull away-after a lot of effort-she does exactly as I said.

She turned around and I watched with a bittersweet feeling as she walked and walked and just as she was stepping into the glass door, she turned around and smiled at me.

I told her that I'll see her again, but the truth is, I don't know when that will be or if it will ever happen again, but I will cherish every memory we were able to make together and I'll use it to keep me going for the rest of my days.

I see in her eyes that she's also trying not to cry, but just as she was about to shed a tear, she turns around and walks inside the airport.

And just like that...

She's gone.