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XXVIII: Creed

XXVIII: Creed 

I very much have enjoyed these past few mornings.

Watching Ulric's bare chest rise and fall rhythmically, my arm resting around his waist over the covers. He's at peace, his heart beating steadily and evenly, his hair messy, a subconscious smile or whatever it is he's dreaming about plays off his lips. His arm is around my back, holding me, protecting me...

...I just wish each other's marks weren't something to hide, and outside of our home, we could proudly wear them.

That morning after we bonded and claimed one another, I was pleasantly surprised and taken aback. The moment I laid eyes on Ulric's mark; it lifted any doubt that I might have had with us being compatible outside of our very different society's standards. As much as acceptance would be the only thing we'd ever want in this world, just the mere sight of a mark left on me nearly had me in tears.

The happiest tears I've ever spilled.

Ulric, however, was afraid that they were out of pain or suffering...as I realized very quickly how the bond between a wolf works differently in some aspects. He can feel my emotions, acting based on them alone, a bad habit of forming conclusions and jumping to them based on just a feeling alone. He's going to work on that, as it feeds and drives his wolf to only serve a purpose in protecting me.

Of course, I don't mind. Though, I just would rather he keep his own mind at ease, not necessarily feeling a type of way about his wolf now being overprotective of me. I do like that; it means a lot to me that Ulric is so caring and kind.

I'm drawn from my thoughts as Ulric stirs slightly, his eyes moving quickly beneath his closed lids. Right as he opens his eyelids, he breathes out, his heartbeat rhythm changing before he looks down at me. He arches a brow and says, "Good morning."

"It really is..." my voice trails off, smiling up at him as I state, "...especially when I get to wake up next to you."

He chuckles lightly, kissing the top of my head before he sighs, "I...didn't see us right here, right now. Well, perhaps, I did wish it, though never imagined this would now be my life."

He's so sweet. He makes me want to live, to live better for him, for others. I am complete with him.

"I wouldn't trade this for the world," Ulric finishes, his arm squeezing gently that's wrapped around my back. He glances over at the clock, and he rubs his forehead.

Furrowing my brows, I ask with confusion, "It's technically your day off...what's wrong?"

"As much as I'd love to spend the day in bed, and, even though it is my day off," he pauses a moment, sitting up gradually as I do as well. Ulric looks to me and nods, "I'm almost finished with running tests on your blood."

My eyes widen as I do have a rush of emotions flood over me at the thought of figuring out at my base core, how I actually work...as a vampire. While we both get up and ready, Ulric has to remind me to put my turtleneck on, as he's also taken to wearing his own.

It's a good thing it's still a bit cold to legitimately wear these out. Though, what happens during the summer? How long are we really going to be able to hide and keep this charade up?

I'm not sure, though I do accompany Ulric when he goes to the medical building. It's nice and quiet, watching him work as I also help where he needs me. Ulric does so much to help with my blood, and as he continues to unravel the mystery...

"Can you hand me that beaker?" Ulric asks as I'm standing on one of the chairs, reaching for the top shelf of his glassware. I see exactly the one he's referring to, though there's a knock at the door before I furrow my brows.