Love Thy Shadow, Satan (LTSS) [#Wattys2018]

Chapter 42 - Stay With Me

3rd Persons POV

"He hasn't returned since he left-"

Thump.

Why..?

Faith couldn't understand why he had felt the need to run - nor the need to hide his true scent for so long.

Hundreds of questions hazed her mind but she just couldn't come up with valid enough reasoning to sate her ever-curious mind.

Mates scent...

She remembered his scent from years ago, though she had forgotten whom it had belonged to - til it was presented to her again, and in such a way.

His scent was distinct - cold, yet warm... dark, but honest in its intensity... a slight hint of rot and decay, most likely dregs of the thousands of lingering souls... of his kills...

A deep stench of dried blood penetrating through every other faint odour...

She couldn't help but revel in the addictive memory - the nauseous smell acting as an aphrodisiac to her senses. 

Consuming... hypnotic... the scent of Mate... perfection...

Her body tingled with anticipation, however her mind stayed numb to the shock of his abrupt and unexplained leave.

Why did he not just present himself as Mate?

"-that was a few hours ago, Fi."

Thump... Thump...

No Red, you're wrong... you have to be...

She consoled herself as best she could, swallowing down the remnants of heartache threatening to escape her as she patted her chest to regain some of the lost comfort. She didn't want to believe the truth Jared was relaying, as he frantically searched for the missing man.

Mate wouldn't leave us... we are the embodiment of his perfection... we are his other half...

Maya tried to console her weak-hearted human, refusing to believe Mate would run away from them.

We are incomplete without one other, just like our ancestors... we are two halves of the same soul...

They reminisced in the love they'd witnessed between their mother and father, Ernest and Josiah - eternal companionship. It put there worried heart slightly at ease.

Together forever... together complete...

"We can't find him anywhere."

Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.

Numbness overtook her senses as the previous comfort vanished, as her heart slipped into overdrive - Faith was hyperventilating.

What do they mean they can't find him?

Maya growled savagely, anger shattering her composed facade to a thousand forgotten pieces.