[attr="class","textieno"]He knew the words cut and they cut deep. He intended them to. He didn’t need her knowing there was some sort of soft spot growing for her. Unlike the others he knew she would use it against him to get her way. He wasn’t stupid. She used and abused as much as he did. No less it was that exact same spot he attempted to cover up that sent him trotting back into the shadows after her. It infuriated him that this girl got under his skin and after how hard and how long he had spent the time to purposely keep distance.
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Fuck her.
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A growl slipped between his lips as he stepped carefully in the shadows. His feet were light as he had perfect them over the years. It was the difference between him and the wolf. He moved as light as a feather as the wolf crashed his paws into the ground. His wolf didn’t know the meaning of silence. He couldn’t see, only just barely. He was going off more scent but he knew he was close to her. Feeling her hand reaching for his he let her. His movements became stiff and rigid as instinct was telling him to pull back. There was something down there to be feared. Something that shouldn’t be seen and though he fought between curiosity and fear… fear was winning. The man didn’t show fear often but the vibrations he was feeling. The Ebb and flow of the power that was radiating off the walls were causing his skin to crawl. The wolfs ears were tight against his skull and though he moved almost robotically with the feline, his steps were slower than hers. The voices were loud. Some of them familiar and some he couldn’t understand or barely recognized. He had met plenty of people in his life and though most he didn’t catch the name of their voices were hard to forget.
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The glow caused his eyes to blink repeatedly but he attempted to force them to stay open. Tipping his head only slightly to the side, her fingers left his as she drew closer asking him what it was. He didn’t answer. . ”Something doesn’t feel right.” He whispered though he wasn’t entirely sure she was listening or even heard him. His voice almost didn’t even make it out passed his lips. His senses were running wild telling him to get out of there. This was dangerous grounds they were standing on and though he thought about forcing her right back on out, his name… the way she spoke it… caused him to freeze all intentions.
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He crept closer only to hesitantly peer into the pool that flashed a younger him and his brother standing side by side, shoulder to shoulder. The younger Felix called to the back of the man that was disappearing off into the distance and as he went to step forward the brother grabbed his hand to still him holding it tight. ”It will be okay, Felix.” the little boy said confidently. This caused the present Felix to wince. He and his brother had always been close having been each other’s shoulders to lean on especially after Farkas had been hardly existent in their lives. He went to start away from the pool and just as he was about to turn a voice froze him instantly. A woman’s cries could be heard as she pleaded with a snarling large black wolf keeping herself in between him and a closed door with a child crying on the other side. This caused him to look back at the pool now as it played out the memory he often tried to forget. A past he was determined to run from.
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The woman continued to beg, calling out his name as she held her hand out to him as though it would keep him away. She was visibly bloodied and heavily wounded. ”Come back. Come back to me, my love. Come back. Don’t do this.” the large wolf charged leaping into the air right as the pool flashed changing image but the voice echoed in a shrill scream until fading. ”Felix! Felix!”
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It was right then and there he simply turned and left. Heading back towards the shadowy tunnel that lead back towards the bigger cavern. He didn’t bother to check if she was following… at this point he no longer cared.

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[attr="class","textieno"]Anxiety was scratching at his throat in desperation. He couldn’t breathe and the room felt like it was closing in on him even in the shadows. His muscles were tightened; his movements were quick but clumsy. He had a hand on the wall to help steady is pace and keep him from fully tripping over rocks. ”Get me out. Get me out!” His mind was chanting as he continued along the corridor not even realizing that Lucia was hot on his heels. His mind was now too focused on getting out of there and right as the corridor opened up to where there was lighter shining in on him from outside by the hole in the ceiling. It was then he was grabbed and then shoved. It didn’t take much for his reaction to take hold. In that moment he got physical with her and shoved her just as hard if not harder back. A snarl erupted so loudly from his lips that it almost didn’t even sound wolf. He stared dangerously in her eyes smothering the sound when he closed his mouth. Face to face, eye to eye he breathed in and with a shaky voice he snapped back ”Back off, Lucia.” Eyes flashed a golden yellow as quick as the lightning that danced outside before quickly being taken over by the blue once more. ”You are stepping on grounds you do not understand.” [break]

No matter how hard he seemed to have pushed her back she was back at him, hand on his chest forcing him to step back to where his back was against the wall. She didn’t listen. She pelted him with questions about who they were and what had happened. ”What do you care? Aren’t you happy you have something on me now?” His brows furrowed as he slapped her hand from his chest stepping from the wall. His body was trembling but what for was unclear. Was it anger? Anxiety? ”You had no right to see that. You had no right to know about it. That is a demon I have to carry around daily and you --..” Emotion… It broke. Much like a waterfall, he sputtered out as tears began to brim blue eyes. Almost as quick as they appeared they were gone in a flash of anger swinging to punch at something anything that got in his way which lucky for Lucia was a wall. [break]

It still echoed in his mind. the taste of her blood He growled at the wolfs voice in his head. I bet the daughter would have been just as succulent. He was now leaning his head against the wall, eyes shut tight as he breathed heavily through his nose as shoulders tightly drawn up towards his ears. If only he had the power to smash his head into the wall right now to end things… to kill the wolf. However, all he could manage to do was a couple soft thumps enough to cause pain. ”I didn’t want to hurt her.” he finally said. ”Or them….” he licked his lips, eyes still closed giving another nice thud onto the wall. It was like his will to hurt himself was being held back. The wolf maybe? ”She said the same thing you did…. She wouldn’t let him swallow me whole." He gave a small sound, an amused scoff. " It worked for a while but he always finds a way to get loose. He always finds a way to take and destroy.” Jaws tightened. Why in the world was he talking like this with her? ”And like her, you are going to get it too.” he finally looked at her. ”He’s going to destroy you too.” [break]

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[attr="class","textieno"]How could he help her understand? What was left more to understand other than he had done something terrible. That very terrible thing that cost whatever happiness he had a shot at? Her next set of words caused his features to drop all emotion as he wasn’t sure why he chose her of all the girls, why he didn’t just bring Larkin or someone else? There were plenty of women he could have filled his time with had he so chose but why her? Why was he drawn to specifically this woman? Those were questions though that he couldn’t answer nor did he want to think on them. He simply went on intent and she had been the first he thought of. He didn’t think they were by any means a deeper meaning. ”I don’t know.” he answered. ”Obviously wasn’t thinking.” but to be fair he didn’t know that something like that was down there. Had he known he wouldn’t have taken her there in the first place if he had witnessed it first. Those very private memories were his cross to bear and no one else’s. It was something he had to shoulder alone until his very last breath was sucked out of him.[break]
But the anger was still very present even as she said that she had nine lives and that she wasn’t a precious fragile fairy. Oddly that made him growl at her. Even though he was nowhere near as protective over Eriu he still wouldn’t tolerate someone speaking ill of her. She had done nothing to anyone and though she left a void in his heart – she did what she had to. ”Don’t talk about her like you know her.” he warned. Though it was probably true on some spectrum that Lucia was far more of a solid woman than Eriu but that didn’t make it any less touchy. Right then as though she were to add another smack to his face, she turned from him after the last bit of jesting words. Not only was she shoving the dagger in him, she was twisting it. As she stepped out into the lighting of the bigger part of the cavern he was quick on her heels now that he could fully see. Slamming right into her they rolled to the ground and wrestled till he was on top of her. She however could see it wasn’t the wolf. Instead his cool blue eyes met her gaze as he pinned her down. ”I slaughtered them that night. Is that what you want to hear?” he questioned her. ”I murdered my infant daughter.” his words were hissed angrily. He made sure he wasn’t crushing her with his weight and not by any means holding her down in a sexual manner. He was just trying to still her for a moment. ”I murdered my girlfriend. They are gone and there is not a damn thing you or I can do about it. The past hurts. I am a murderer they are not here because of me and I don’t want that fate to be yours too. What’s so wrong with feeling that way? What’s so wrong with wanting to protect you from it?” He let her go but still remained on top of her waiting for her to either shove him off or lay there and talk with him.

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[attr="class","textieno"]She struggled just as he knew she would but he did his best to keep her down. If it was the only way he could get her to stop and listen to him then fine he would do it. No less this was of a forceful nature that wasn’t in him unless he was working but this wasn’t work. This was him attempting to get someone to listen to him for once in her nine lives.[break]
The questions she asked were hard ones to answer. Of course he could go the mean route again and saw what he thought but that would get him no where. His lips pressed together as he stared down at her. That was yet again when she asked him if he would care if she died. These were questions that if he were to speak out with not thinking would have said ‘nope’ and ‘you can always be replaced’ but those words didn’t come out. Instead he kept his mouth shut and just stared at her. He knew the silence was getting him no where and though he wanted to go with his usual answers he couldn’t bring himself to say them.[break]
”I would like to say I wouldn’t care but I don’t think that is the truth.” he said finally after a long moments of silence. ”I-… I don’t really know how I feel to be honest but I know it’s not something I want to do to you or see done to you.” Yet again he wasn’t sure what this was or why it was even happening. He didn’t understand. He was beginning to see now that she was meaning more to him than just some woman he happened to kidnap. There was something drawing him to her and he wasn’t sure what it was. ”Why do you think I would want to kill you?” he figured it was because his wolf had tried and she must think it was how his inner self thought. ”You--…” he pressed his lips together. ”You think me capable of doing it?” His words shook not sure if he really wanted to know the answer to it on whether she thought him that cruel and yet he couldn’t stop himself from asking. Maybe he did want to know and maybe if her words were cruel enough perhaps he could shake this feeling off.

”You’ve gotten to me somehow, Lucia. I’m not sure how but you did it and I’m not entirely sure what to do with it.” He knew how he should be handling this situation, he knew he should be keeping his distance, he also knew he shouldn’t let himself be so vulnerable. Yet there he was. Confessing that she was getting under his skin and not sure how to react to it.

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[attr="class","textieno"]How right she was. There wasn’t a thing they could do. He moved his hands off of hers and placed them on either side of her shoulders, palms on the ground. He leaned over her watching with a quiet scrutiny. He didn’t fully believe nor trust what it was he felt. They had tangled many times before and not once had these confusions arise. Perhaps it was a mutual feeling from their last experience one in which they shared together as she nearly brushed with death. Perhaps it was something more of a bit of an understanding? He wasn’t sure, he didn’t understand what he was trying to be told at this point and time but because he didn’t understand it – he felt it best to try and ignore it.[break]
She provocatively rolled her hips beneath him and for a moment he wondered if this was something they should be doing at all. Logic was telling him no that he should help her off the guard but his body was leaning into the gratifying feeling of her beneath him. Her shift rose revealing more of her stomach and she found himself leaning a bit more over her, leaning down and letting his lips press into the pulse point in her neck. He shifted with her slowly at first as hesitation was a major key that was taking place but eventually the movement just became as rhythmic and fluid as hers. Eventually, it ended with him rolling off and tugging her onto him.[break]
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Light rain was still coming down from the clouds and the light from the moon was starting to shine through. They spent the majority of the night within the big cavern but there was still time to spare for the both of them to sneak back with being unnoticed. He, however, laid there with her, arm around her giving her head a soft place to lay upon. The stone was extremely uncomfortable and he was pretty sure he had a rock jabbing him in his hip but for the time being, he was…. Satisfied…. And almost whole. The draw he had felt earlier felt stronger and almost seemed to make sense now. Almost. He, however, didn’t want to put that ‘feeling’ into the word he knew it to be. The elusive thing all wolves seemed to chase after…. Each animal having that other half of their soul. His wolf felt more disgusted than he had about her in the beginning, refusing the bond that was now more adamant about building. He could feel the wolfs urge to end her now more than ever.[break]

Attempting to block it out however he glanced down at her before leaning his head forwards and kissing her deeply but firmly. Quietly he started to pull away and tug clothes back on. ”I imagine you want a little bit of sleep before time to get moving.” his voice sounded hollow and felt it. Not once did he look towards her instead he kept focused on the task of now tugging his pants up past his hips. ”Should get back.” He wanted to ignore the beating in his chest that he knew he would get from looking back up at her. He didn’t want to feel that magnetic draw.

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