the outlaw torn

[Dreyrugr]

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The Stormbringer stood his ground, maintaining his submissive posture despite the heat that had boiled in his blood. He very nearly snapped a response to his former mate's accusatory inquiry about the siblings' whereabouts on the night of their disappearance, but the tiny crack in her cold gaze made him hold back his temper. He simply sighed softly, a defeated look slipping into his emerald gaze as he looked away. "We were in the old Souls lands of the Concrete Jungle. The wildfire had destroyed nearly everything, but Kol wanted to look for something that had belonged to our Aunt when she'd lived there. We let our guard down, I'll be the first to admit that, and there were just too many of them for the two of us to take down. The fact that they were aiming to capture rather than kill made it all that much harder." The male's fangs clenched in restrained anger at the memory, stretching the scar that now extended from his right brow to below his jaw.


At Alexey's next words, Drey's gaze returned to her. He could see the woman's golden eyes soften slightly, and the grassy hue of his own reflected the same. It was all he could do to stand unmoving as he met her gaze, when all he wanted was to wrap her up in his arms and fix everything he'd ever broken with her. When she'd first approached, that particular hope had nearly faded to nothing. But he could just begin to see the little cracks in her shell, and her eyes could hide her heart no better than his own could, at least concerning his feelings for her. After a moment, he nodded in assent to her statement. "She'll recover completely, we're just not sure about the pups. She wants to keep them, whether they're Elliott's or not. We're just...we're all praying they are. There's just no way to know for certain, even after they're born."


Silence hung for a moment between the pair, but Alexey was the first to break it. Dreyrugr's eyes widened just a touch at the mention of his assigned rank. He'd honestly expected to come back to the shameful rank of Solum within the pack, especially after being accused of being a deserter. It was a pleasant surprise. But it was Lexey's next comment and the immediate relaxation of her stance that surprised him further. The tension in the air between the couple had snapped almost palpably. Not being able to help himself as the stiffness eased from his body, the Stormbringer let his lip curl into a playful smirk as he stepped welcomingly back into Dahlia. "Oh really? And I suppose the little runt's made himself king of the castle now, hasn't he?" There would be plenty of time to ask about the circumstances for the boy's relocation. For now, Drey wasn't keen on ruining the steadily lightening atmosphere. He'd give anything just to see the Acer smile, to hear her musical laugh dancing across his ears again. From his lower vantage point, it was only as he stepped closer that he noticed the glint of precious metal sparkling from his former mate's side. Much to Drey's surprise, the amber and silver engagement bracelet he'd given to Alexey still hung from her wrist. The male's green eyes softened a touch at the sight; perhaps there was still hope left afterall.

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