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"Sure," I noted. "Willow's power is hitting all your senses, isn't it?"
He was quiet once more, but he closed his eyes. "Overwhelming like a tidal wave hitting every damn nerve again and again. She's not doing it on purpose, and I did let her know she had to be less rebellious with her energy, but I think it's more of a survival instinct."
"Survival?" I whispered.
Dimitris's eyes remained closed while he elaborated.
"When you've been constantly tortured and suddenly that pattern stops, you're left with always feeling like something will come and take your freedom away. It's frightening, and though everyone will say you'll heal, there's a part of you that doesn't. It's that line of defense that's ready to push you into survival mode when anything threatens what you've fought to preserve. That's exactly what it feels like. A constant reminder in the back of her mind about how much she's endured and that all of this can be stolen from her. That she can be trapped once more, and that she may not be strong enough to get out."
I understood those emotions so well. The feeling of being caged and begging for that moment of freedom. Then, when you'd finally acquired exactly what you’d yearned for, you were now left with anxiety that with a snap of one's fingers, everything would slip from your grasp and you'd be back in that merciless cage.
Back in captivity for someone else's gain.
"It's going to take some time for her to learn that she's safe in our grasp. It also means we have to prove ourselves, as well. That's gonna take time...and I'm not sure if we have time with all the bullshit in the background."
"Then we make time," I suggested, and moved to pull him into a hug. I could feel a hint of his confusion, but he relaxed into my hug as his forehead rested against my shoulder.
"Hmph...we'll..." he began but trailed off, and within a few seconds, I had to hold him from collapsing onto the floor.
"He's so going to be mad that you did that,"my wolf noted.
Heightening my heat to make him sleepy isn’t a crime. Besides, he was going to pass out in the hall if I didn't do shit.
"Like last time when we went on a killing spree and Neo and Saint thought it would be fun to do some crazy magic shit."
Yup, though that shit was fucking clean in execution. Knocked Dimitris out for two days, but we got what we wanted.
The door opened then, revealing Viktor and Saint at the doorway. Viktor arched an eyebrow while Saint casually walked in like he expected this.
He probably did.
"Figured from the way he could barely keep his eyes open in the car that he'd work himself to unconsciousness," Saint announced. "But I also have a strong feeling you knocked him out."
"He was half asleep," I noted.
"He's going to ignore you for a week," Saint concluded with a sly grin.
"With Willow here, a few hours," I suggested with a smile of my own. "Wanna help?"
"That's why I'm here," he assured me. "How much do we have to beg to get a week or two off?"
"I tried. He's not for it," I noted with a sigh. Saint took one of Dimitris's arms to rest along his shoulders, while I moved to take the other arm and do the same.
"I wonder if we can get Willow to persuade him?" Saint pondered. "I'd love to go out for a night just to party."
"We'll have to bring it up when she's around, though I'm sure she's going to be out for a bit."
"She'll be out for a few hours," Viktor noted as he walked into the room. "Aurelia will be here in the morning with some new meds. She may give Willow a dose to force her to sleep a bit longer. She needs the rest or we're going to have complications. Compared to Onyx, I'm not good at taming her other side."
"Right," Saint replied. "Can she dose Dimitris, too?"
Viktor smirked. "She's always up for negotiations."
"I'll get her tickets to a party," Saint declared.
"Tell her Willow will come and she won't refuse," Viktor suggested.
"You're a smart one," Saint praised as he bobbed his head. "Diabolical plan."
