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His kiss was brief but ever the romantic, Palaydrian could live in those few short seconds of bliss. Everything about the meadow, about Jiva, and his surprise screamed something was about to happen, she only hoped her wildest dreams were about to come true. She wondered what he meant about the show they would be missing, but the woman became completely distracted by the succulent morsels of rabbit he had gotten. He even had removed the bones! It was delicious, practically swallowed without much chewing as she placed a few pieces in her mouth. These are too good, she said licking her lips and continuing to eat. She hadn’t realized how famished she was until the first piece of rabbit was consumed. What was her mate up to?
As he spoke about his journey and all the people he’d see, Drin couldn’t help but wish she was going too. She had immediately taken a liking to Niro and Jiva’s mother sounded wonderful from he had said, and to meet his new brother and sister would surely be a treat! The thought of alone made her strongly wish she could create her own little family with her mate right there and then, but the woman continued to listen, nodding and eating and wishing his trip wouldn’t be too long. It sounded as if he felt the same way as he confessed his own desires, practically matching hers. Yes hopefully, just hours without you feels like an eternity, her cheeks became hot as she leaned back into him, allowing her snout to bury in his neck fur as she had finished her meal.
She couldn’t get enough of him and she knew his absence would be awful. Of course it was an honor to be chosen to escort the alphess, but why so soon after they had just become mates? Drin wanted to spend her first week as his actually with him, but their wedded bliss was being pulled up short by this trip. The angel would be lying if she said she wasn’t disappointed, she was pissed and felt robbed of what was supposed to be their time, but how could she argue with her leader or even try to dissuade Jiva. It was something she’d acquiesce to and with a smile, though she was crumbling inside. Don’t go..stay with me...have me...all thoughts willed with the breath upon his neck, but she wasn’t telepathic and it was request he’d never hear. I love you, she finally murmured against his fur, those three words bearing the weight of what she truly wanted to say.
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