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Everything that they had been through together, from the fights when she was still Salvaged's mate - those had left faint scars on her body, but they had long since had fur cover them - to the passionate culmination of their love on the floor of his den had tied them to one another for life. Since the moment, and she remembered it with clarity as one of two times she had ever seen fear in Kaena's golden eye, that the fabled words of love had been shared between the two women Fatin had known no one else in her heart of hearts. Ravesque, though a friend, had not made her burn the way Kaena did. She had felt something for the male, yes, but nothing so beautiful as the way she felt for Kaena Lykoi. Maybe it took more than simple attraction to truly bond individuals, experiences must be shared and extreme's met. They had fought together, against one another, and all sorts of mixes in between.

When Kaena turned to face her, Fatin's breath caught in her chest and for a moment the woman could only look at the face she had memorized so many times with the light of one who was seeing for the first time. A smile grew on her lips before she was even aware, and she felt her hands burn - so badly did they want to crush Kaena against her, to hold her with as much passion and vigor as they'd ever known. But she wouldn't, couldn't, not yet. Not until she was certain she was wanted. That voice wound its way right into her heart, and it was all over for her. Any chance she'd had of walking away with the thoughts of being 'free' and being 'careless' had gone away. She'd strive for perfection for the Lykoi, and no matter what it took, she'd try and prove her worth to the killing Queen. She shivered, slightly, though the day was warm enough and not even a breeze threatened the peace of the cemetery. "Not when it wasn't you who put them in that grave." She responded, a brow lifting quickly as her tail began to sway. How good it was to hear her voice, to know she was alive and well, thriving as only Kaena could do. When it came down to it, when the world ended, there would be God, Lucifer, and Kaena sitting in a circle - God had owned the heavens, the Devil down below...but Earth. Only one had been capable of dominating it the way she had.

The moment Kaena took the first step, life stopped. Her heart, though pounding like a schoolgirl's in the backseat for the first time, had ceased it's incessant thrumming and time itself froze for them. Fatin was in her arms before she even realized she too had moved closer, and her head fit right into the crook of Kaena's neck as if she'd been made to belong there. A low crooning purr escaped the red wolf's lips and she pressed them faintly to Kaena's neck - she could feel her pulse, feel the life thriving just beneath the flesh. No matter where life had taken them years ago, this was where she knew she ultimately belonged. In the solace of their embrace there was no time for 'I missed you' or 'I love you' - their hearts, and souls, which had once warred were now synchronized as they said everything important to one another.


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