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Continuing Paris's POV:

I opened my eyes, smelling the familiar scent of roses and my mate and feeling the familiar texture of our bedsheets. Richard looked down at me and covered me up before he purred and picked up my little sister, holding her in his arms with a happy look. "Paris~" He purred. I glanced around and frowned a little. Did... Did he steal my stone from me? What was that feeling of darkness? How could he do that to me!? I'll never let him get that close to me again to take my stone. I sat up quickly and glared him down.

"Paris!" Rosetta yelled and reached out for me and giggled. "Good morning sleepy head." Richard purred and sat her down in the bed before he looked towards me.

"Don't look at me like that.... Your wing wasn't healing," he told me. "I would never harm you on purpose. I don't want you to be in pain. You don't feel pain anymore, do you? Your wings are back, and you look a lot healthier. I took really good care of you until I could get us here."

"I told you not to though," I whispered. "Why would you do that to me?! You scared me." He frowned a little before he looked at Rosetta then purred, picking her up.

"Rosetta~ Can you play with Laurence? He loves tea parties," he told her sweetly then disappeared before he reappeared beside me without her. He looked down at me then sat on the edge of the bed, watching me. "I did it to help you heal. I wanted you to be whole, not in pain. I knew it would help you. I wouldn't have done it if I didn't think you needed it. Would you have rather me cut off the other one? One wing would have seriously disabled you, and you would have been lopsided with one wing that can't fly without the other."

"You could have at least given me a choice," I grumbled before looking behind me at my wings. I eyed them over before I glanced back at him. "They annoy me anyways." He sighed then.

"Would you like for them to be cut off? We can get Dante to help...." I frowned and grabbed his shirt, yanking him to me.

"No. I'll cut them off myself when I'm good and ready." He widened his eyes a little before he relaxed and purred to me.

"Okay... I'm sorry I didn't ask before I took your stone from you.... I thought it would hurt less if I did it quickly," he murmured and wrapped his arms around me. "I missed you being right next to me. I hated you being just a stone. It was horrible."

"Well..." I trailed off. "You should think about what you want to do before jumping in and doing something like that." He purred and kissed my neck.

"I just knew I had to help you," he whispered and then knocked me over onto my back, climbing on top of me. I blushed and nodded as I looked him over.

"So what happened while I was... a stone?" I asked him.

"Well... you did this cute pulsing thing at me," he whispered and laughed at the thought. "You loved me holding you close to my chest." I blushed a bright red and glanced away from him. I don't remember that at all. He looked me over and chuckled. "You cuter like this though~" He told me and kissed me. I felt his lips part a little before he leaned into the kiss more, curling his fingers in my hair and tugging on it. I gasped against his lips and kissed him back before I pulled away.

"Let's let the others know the war is over then," I told him. He gave a playful growl and sunk his fangs into my neck, yanking my head back to expose my neck to him. I yelped and felt my heart race. "Richard?" I asked. His venom suddenly flowed into my veins freely. I moaned and relaxed under him. I closed my eyes tightly. "Richard," I whispered. He pulled back from my neck and kissed me deeply, yanking on my hair again. I groaned and grabbed his arms and dug my nails into his skin. He gave a small moan and licked my bottom lip, moving his free hand by my head and gripping the sheets tightly. I pulled away from the kiss and tsked. "Richard, we need to tell the others."