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Lost And Found On Two Spectrums: Part Two
~LOKI~
“Your patiencein life should be considered a sin.”
I smirked as I opened my eyes and looked up at the sky. The twinkling stars glimmered brightly. It was a sight I hadn’t gotten to enjoy for a very long time.
The taste of freedom. How odd it feels.
“I still dislike when you ignore me.”
My poor wolf was on his side, moving his tail back and forth lazily while his wise eyes were closed.
“You know, I’m not ignoring you,” I voiced out loud.
“Yet you never respond to me.”
I didn’t answer immediately, leaving him to huff in annoyance.
“I don’t reply immediately because I always fear we will be forced to shift and you’ll be whipped until you can’t move,” I voiced.
That made his tail pause in its movement as he lifted his head so those his orbs of white would stare in the direction of the barrier that kept him at bay.
One look at his body and the multiple scars that never really went away always made my stomach sink and my heart clench, but it was always the scar that went across his eye that bothered me.
Guess every wound on him bothers me.
“Is that why you’re speaking out loud right now?”my wolf questioned. He never really understood why I did what I did. It made me look crazy to others, but there was always a purpose for it.
"Speaking out loud confirms my sense of hearing is still intact,” I admitted while my eyes were focused on the magnificent sky. “Plus, I’d rather sound crazy than give anyone the advantage of thinking I’m planning my escape with my wolf.”
“You did that specifically so the Que…the Vile Bitch wouldn’t abuse me.”
“Maybe,” I casually voiced. “Vile Bitch. You’re adapting to their nicknames already, huh?”
“Peculiar set of shifters,”he noted and laid his head back down.“Why would you let your body suffer by sitting on this specific roof?”
“I’m coming to realize that being far away from Sweets makes me anxious as fuck, and I don’t want to deal with those emotions just yet,” I summed up and leaned back to stretch.
Reaching into the leather jacket I’d been given with the rest of the new clothes I now wore upon my flesh, I took out the pack of cigarettes and slipped one out.
“So you’re okay with feeling them fuck all night?”my wolf inquired.
I spun the cigarette between my fingers while I looked for the lighter one of the town’s wolves had let me keep.
“Not sure. It’s intriguing to feel. Makes me horny and excited but also makes me feel like I’m snooping in on their moment. Not like I can hear anything, but Sweets’s emotions are intriguing,” I voiced while trying to get the lighter to work. “Hmm. This shit is running low.”
“You’re not supposed to be smoking,”my wolf scolded.
“Tell me something I don’t know,” I tossed back at him. “Besides, I don’t know why it’s a bad thing. I can’t die from cancer. Plus, my lungs have been through worse shit than some stupid cigarettes.”
“You get dependent on them,”my wolf noted.“Just like with alcohol.”
I laughed at that one. “If we didn’t drink in Russia, we would have died. The hard whisky and shit made our bodies so fucking hot that we could go naked in the damn snow and survive."
“With frostbite.”
