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I’d grown soft.
I’d become comfortable in this new pack environment while trying to multitask on the various roles I played behind the scenes. It was an error of judgment on my part, and that was what Loki took advantage of.
What the enemy had taken advantage of…
I couldn’t let it happen again. I couldn’t let my Sugar slip out of our grasp and become a victim of circumstance.
My eyes closed at the crippling reminder.
The feeling of her light suddenly flicking off. The sudden buzzing of her brilliant vibrations that hummed through our pack without her even realizing it going off like they never existed.
Sometimes in moments in despair, I wondered what would happen if I died or if Willow died with me. That was the feeling I’d imagined experiencing, only it was ten times worse.
It wasn’t the sudden silence that followed in our connected wavelength that made me want to scream in agonizing fury. It was the emotions that followed that completely destroyed me from the inside out.
All the things I never said. All the sensations I’d imagined that I’d encounter. Everything from my dreams to what I hoped to experience with her hit me all in the span of five fucking seconds, and then the inevitable happened.
They shattered into a million fucking pieces, and I knew damn well I’d never be able to put them together again.
That was how it felt.
It was like being so angry that you grabbed a vase and threw it into the wall like it was your newfound enemy that deserved every hint of your aggravation. You’d watch it soar through the air in slow motion, realize that it was nothing but an innocent object in your path of destruction, and be forced to watch it explode into tiny pieces upon impact.
Then you’re left to clean up the pieces…
That was exactly what it was. Looking at all the “ifs”, “whats”, and “whys” that revolved around our timeline together, and thinking about how I’d missed so many opportunities to do more, haunted me.
To go on more dates.
To kiss and fuck her every chance I got.
To hold her whenever she quietly stood in a room while she was deep in her thoughts.
To tell her how much I fucking loved her.
So much regret in the span of moments, and the heaviness of those burdensome emotions left me feeling like my whole world was caving in.
Each breath that followed was like shards of glass in the depths of my lungs, stabbing at every part when I inhaled and making me want to scream with every exhale.
Those short minutes did something to me. Broke something I was fighting not to acknowledge or else I’d become a villain in these very instances.
I’d soak my whole body in blood until the world was a bath of my enemies’ life force.
The touch against my palm was unexpected, but it was the sudden burning warmth from my hand and the gleaming tones that shone against the back of my eyelids that forced me to open my eyes.
There was my saving grace reminder, the gleaming mark of validation glowing brilliantly now. It was such a vivid glow of multiple colors, and the hues of pink only reminded me of the woman that was the center of my universe.
The culprit of its burning beauty continued to press her hand into mine, those slim fingers wrapping around my grasp which only made my fingers curl in return.
One simple touch could chase the chaotic thoughts away, bringing a warm light into the hollow realms of my dark thoughts and lighting up my path.
Reminding me that I had so much to fulfill and couldn’t get lost on my way there.
Closing my eyes for a brief moment, I pulled our joined hands down and twisted mine just so I could press my lips against the surface of her hand.
The tingling connection between us hummed in delight, and I could feel the way her body shivered at the gentle touch of my lips.
I remained like that for a few more seconds, needing the waves of clarity to finish their rounds through my mind, body, and soul. This was my reminder that despite the madness that fought to destroy us, we were still here.
