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Her antics, drive, determination, and perseverance to prosper were something that always encouraged me to do better.
To be better so we could reach the top and make all those who made our lives a living hell bow at our feet.
She was what I needed to be grounded, to remember that despite how I felt and the suffocating torment all these changes were doing to my body, mind, and soul, I could survive it all as long as she was right there to hold me down.
That could have been why I lay next to her as she slept.
It was the only non-negotiable I offered after our talk. Saint was off fucking with the Vatican. Viktor was trying to get a lock on any remaining Russian wolves in NYC and contacting some wolves he was in good standing with to figure out a game plan.
It was becoming clear that we had a lot of enemies hiding in the supernatural underground, so it was about time we started a few rumors of our own and see who betrayed us and who was loyal no matter the circumstances.
Milo was resting, needing to sleep in intervals. As someone who knew what it was like to sleep in a dungeon of unexpected torturous events for days if not a weeks at a time, our sleeping schedules were never a solid few hours. He may be acting calm and tough, but it would only be a matter of time before he’d be forced to confront the can of worms that always comes with months of trauma.
At least in a pack like ours, he may actually have the support to heal his wounds.
Jayce was going for a run but would be listening in on the radio stations and other networks for any information we could use now that things were rather chaotic in the city. It wouldn’t be as busy as during the day, but if Willow was up for it, we’d be leaving in the morning.
I know she’d want to talk with Ruby and, obviously, her mother, but when we inquired with Loki, he said neither of them was in town right now.
Another fucking emergency.
Should I even be surprised? Whenever we finally get some fucking answers, something tugs away our resources. First, it was Roberto’s change of heart that led to him being in a coma. Now when Willow was about to find out the truth of her royal heritage and get a chance to talk to her mother and half-sister, a sudden emergency needed their undivided attention.
The only connector was clearly going to be Loki because his return and freedom would probably reward him with some type of promotion in the eyes of the royals. Could I even blame them?
Ten fucking years in the enemy's clutches. Not only did he manage to survive with the help of their very princess and future heir, but now they had a prime source against the Vile Queen.
No wonder why the enemy is taking drastic measures.
It was so fucking obvious. They needed any form of distraction to try to reclaim what they’d lost. Their underdog got loose from their control and now they were desperate to get him back before he really delivered his portion of revenge.
I have to make sure that doesn’t happen.
If they got Loki back in their grasps, it wouldn’t just be him in jeopardy. He was now bonded to our Forbidden Queen, and at the end of the day, she had us all wrapped around her finger.
She was the true ruler of our hearts, and if anything happened to her…
I didn’t want to think about it or I’d go wild.
I was already at the tip of an iceberg, and if I wasn’t careful, I’d not only crash into the frigid waters of turmoil, I’d drown without an inch of saving grace.
Lifting my hand up, I stared into my palm before turning it over to stare at the back of it. Focusing on the spot made the royal bond begin to bleed to the surface, and it gave me a bit of relief at the faint sight of its illuminating beauty.
It gave me a sense of validation.
The woman I loved wouldn’t just slip out of my grasp when I least expected it. When did I become so obsessed with her?
No. I’ve always been obsessed with her.
That was how I showed my love: by making sure I knew exactly where she was throughout the day. Like a human tracker, I had to keep tabs on every move she made, but that wasn’t what made me fall so deeply in love with her.
I guessed it started with the realization that she knew that I tracked her every movement. The immense pride and hints of joy that formed on her face while she ranted about me always being on her trail. Despite her complaints, deep down she enjoyed my fascination with her, and that was what encouraged me to keep doing it.
Watching her blossom from afar and knowing if she really needed me, I’d be right there to catch her when she falls.
Then what happened for me to fuck up?
I’d been letting myself go, thinking I didn’t need to go above and beyond in protecting her because she had four other fuckers to keep an eye on her. Not to mention Viktor, who was yet another set of eyes on our Forbidden maiden that not only cared about her safety but would do anything to protect her in any situation.
