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Mon Ami (Rousseau And Crowley)

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When Rousseau left, promising to return, Crowley had noticed something was wrong. But she was independent, and fiery by nature; the last thing he wanted to do was give the young woman the wrong message by smothering her. Things like this were difficult to gauge. 
So he waited. 
And waited. 
And eventually, he began to worry. 
Worrying, as he'd but it before, was his job, and right now he was worried about Rousseau. The streets of Paris were safer than they'd been in years, but not completely so, and even if they were, there had to be something wrong. 

Crowley set his drink down, making sure to say his goodnights just in case he stayed occupied, and then slipped out of the bar.  

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Post-Liberation ! Sorry for any ooc dialogue I actually couldn't find much to reference for Crowley and they don't have many lines to begin with 😭 plus my tendency to ramble gets into them sometimes 
Love these guys though ♥️ 
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Is it too late to say Sorry?

"The fuck you are leaving me." His roar cracked through the hall like lightning. Ara didn't blink. She stood there, calm as death, done to her core. No tears. No tremble. Just a weary exhale as she turned her back on him - the one thing he never thought she'd do. Before she could take a step, his hand shot out, gripping her arm like he was holding on to life itself. "Where are you going, Ara!" His command shook the pack. But she wasn't his to command. Not anymore. Ara ripped her arm free with a force that made even his wolf recoil. "Don't. Touch. Me." Her aura slammed into him, cold and merciless. "You think I'll stand here and watch you mate and breed her?" she hissed, every word a dagger. His throat bobbed. "She meant nothing." She laughed - sharp, broken, brutal. "Yeah? That's why you were fucking her in your office? Couldn't even hide the scent of your betrayal." "Ara, it was a mistake-" She stepped closer, eyes blazing. "Your mistakes come in episodes, Alpha. Season one, season two, season three. You don't make mistakes. You make choices." He swallowed hard. "I don't need her. I need you." "Lies," she spat. "Every damn sentence you breathe is a lie. I can't even look at you without feeling sick." He flinched like her words physically hit him. "That female behind you?" she pointed, not bothering to glance. "Perfect for you. Go mark her. Breed her. Hell, fuck her for all I care." Her voice cracked - but she kept going, blade steady even when bleeding. "I don't need you. Not anymore." His knees crashed to the floor. The mighty Alpha. On the ground. For her. "Ara... I'm sorry. I'm really fucking sorry." His voice broke like he finally understood what loss tasted like. She stared at him with a sad, devastating smile. "Isn't it too late for that, Mate?" One tear escaped - and she crushed it away with her thumb. Then she turned. Walked. Didn't look back. But he didn't chase her. Because he knew. He didn't just lose her. He wrecked her.