02-17-2009, 11:30 AM
Tears left streaks down her cheeks as she felt her grip on the de le Poer's neck, she knew sooner or later what was going to happen next. She could feel the wounds rippling across her belly and thighs as she tried to keep his dull nails from ripping into her tender flesh. She was losing control, she'd lost it the moment she'd stepped paws outside her pack's lands. The lady of Phoenix Valley, once Matriarch whined softly as she whispered, "Forgive me.." the words were not for the male before her but those she knew she would leave behind.
Almost too soon it seemed that she felt his fangs digging into her throat, the clamp of his jaws cutting off any other sound she might make as the darkness she'd once known was replaced with a sensation of nothing as her own strength had finally given out. The Sadira who'd been to hell and back wasn't returning from this venture, no matter how strong her soul was and how stubborn her will.
Almost too soon it seemed that she felt his fangs digging into her throat, the clamp of his jaws cutting off any other sound she might make as the darkness she'd once known was replaced with a sensation of nothing as her own strength had finally given out. The Sadira who'd been to hell and back wasn't returning from this venture, no matter how strong her soul was and how stubborn her will.