Eternally Hers

Part Four

Saoirse Kane

​"I will admit," I spoke lowly, breaking the silence, and earning of the attention of my beloved. She moved her gaze from the plane window to me, and my breath caught in my throat.

​It was truly ludicrous that she didn't believe she was the most irresistible woman I'd ever laid eyes on. With thick locks of dark golden-brown locks that framed a face that was much tanner than mine, and the biggest baby blue eyes I'd ever seen. Her hair stopped midway down her back, cascading in large waves, looking as soft as the finest velvet. Her lips were rose pink, a few shades darker than my own, and they were full and soft-looking.

​The urge to kiss her had me clenching my hands into fists. It was a desire that was almost impossible to ignore.

​She blinked at me curiously, her dark eyelashes casting a shadow along her high and structured cheekbones, a trait very common amongst werewolves. I almost sighed out loud. If beauty were a crime, she would certainly be on death row.

​"I was... shocked you chose to come home with me," I finished, trailing my eyes along her features to grasp her reaction.

​Her cheeks tinted pink, and I could practically feel the heat that radiated from her. Her expression became irritated, and I knew it was due to the flush in her face. She didn't seem very experienced when it came to romantic reactions. It was almost as if she'd never been complimented before. The thought saddened me; she deserved to be loved on and complimented, but at the same time, I couldn't deny the joy that fluttered beneath my ribs at the thought that I was the only woman to do this to her.

​"You're my mate," she replied simply, looking confused, "why would I not be with you?"

​She couldn't even imagine living without me now... If I had a heartbeat, it would have fluttered in my chest. I smiled at her, unable to resist. "I could have stayed in Kauai with you."

​The thought seemed absurd to her. I found I was very good at reading her. I had a knack for it, but she was the easiest by far. Perhaps because we were attuned to each other, two halves of the same soul, or perhaps she was merely an open book. I hadn't figured out which one it was yet. Maybe both.

​"I'm a Vampire, honey," I reminded her, smiling gently, "I relocate every few years, anyway. I do not have much for me in Oregon, with few exceptions. Your entire family is in Kauai. Your whole life is there."

​If chose right now that she wanted to go back home, I would have made the plane turn back around right there. That in itself shocked me to the core, but I found I didn't mind the intensity of our bond. After two hundred and fifty years, it was about time I found my beloved. But I, unlike my little spitfire seated beside me, had spent all that time waiting. She didn't think I would ever come.

​"Are you trying to convince me to go back?" She asked, a dark eyebrow perked at me. I could hear the sarcasm in her tone, and it made me smile widely at her. Eternity became a lot more interesting now that I'd found her. It didn't seem possible to ever be bored with this sassy, fiery woman by my side.

​"Convince you, no," I told her, my smile pulling at the corners of my lips, "I just want you to know the option is always open to you. I will follow you anywhere, Belle."

​"That's a big promise," she retorted, still looking at me. Almost as if she were challenging me.

​I smiled even wider, if that were possible. "One I intend to keep, mo mhuirnin dilis."

​She hummed, her face twisting in thought. "Irish?" She guessed, and pride bloomed in my chest. I nodded. She seemed proud of herself, the corner of her lips quirking into a boastful smirk.