His words still lingered in his head, about how Wisteria wanted to be turned herself. His daughter would be like him, and his niece. Revnas words brought relief to his ears. "I can see why. I would take the same path as her - I wish your daughter all the best, Vlad.. She won't be hurt again. Not anymore. Her husband will keep an eye out, as will their pack. Hawthorne will always have her back. I make that vow to you. If that monster so much as touches another female like that again, I'll have his head."
He looked to meet her gaze, a smile on his face before he began to speak more. He had asked her a very serious question, to be his mate. She smiled, her eyes locking on his own and he felt his heart began to flutter. "Vladimir. I.. I would be honored to be your mate. I can't help but feel as if I met you for a reason - and a good one at that. I would love too." Her head curled under his jaw, a smile pulling at his lips. Her tongue grasped at his chest, his eyes looking to the sky. "I love you." She said softly, his cheeks flushed with warmth. "I love you too." He spoke, he hadn't been this at peace in so long.
He gently rose to his paws, a playful look on his face as he stared at his beloved. He stood beside her, cocking his head to the side. "Well, Revna. This is quite the romantic view, what do you say we make the most of it?" He asked gently.
Fade in, fade out . . .
He huffed, sweat forming on his face as he flopped onto the snow beside her. A smile crossed his face as he looked at the beautiful warrioress. "That was wonderful . . . " He said, trailing off. His eyes stayed on hers, while they had only met recently, it seemed like they were entwined together. Like he had known her forever. His maw gently extended to her cheek, licking at it. "I love you."
"SO I CAN LOOK YOU IN THE EYE WHEN I SPIT IN YOUR FACE"
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