An Elucien au where Feyre takes Elain into the woods during spring and summer, so she can see all the trees and plants blooming. They end up unintentionally finding a hole in the wall and while Elain looks over into the Spring Court, she locks eyes with Lucien on the other side and Lucien feels the bond snap into place.
Lucien, shocked that this human woman in the woods is somehow his mate, assures her that he is not a threat, bows politely and asks for her name after introducing himself.
Elain is terrified to have somehow found a fae in the woods but for some reason, she can't bring herself to run. She can't even bring herself to scream. All she can do is just stare into the strange eyes.
Then he speaks and his words calm the nervousness twisting her stomach.
Elain matches his polite manners and drops into an elegant curtsy but before she can reveal her name, Feyre's voice beckons to her.
Elain rushes towards her sister's voice, not wanting to know what would happen if Feyre, armed with her bow and arrows, came face to face with a fae but as she hurries away, she can't stop herself from look back behind her shoulder.
Lucien is rooted to the spot where he stands, barely breathing as he watches the human woman, his mate, disappear into the trees.
Elain returns to the hovel, unable to think of anything but Lucien, laying wide awake in between her sleeping sisters, she is restless. She feels like she's being drawn back the forest, back to Lucien, and she doesn't know why but she's certain that won't have a moment of peace until she sees him again.
Meanwhile, Lucien is pacing a trench into the manor grounds, his mind swirling with images of soft curls and fawn brown eyes.
Mate, mate, mate, mate... the mantra is relentless in his mind, the bond flaring up inside him, urging him to cross the wall and find her in the human lands.
Elain rises before anyone else the next morning and dresses quickly before gathering her flower basket and heading out the door.
The walk to the edge of the woods is well known to Elain. It had been many months since she started walking along the tree lines and foraging what she could find, but she had never gone more than one or two steps further, at least, not without Feyre, but Elain knows that that is no longer an option anymore. She needs to go much further and she needs to go alone. So, taking a deep breath, Elain whispers the name, "Lucien" before stepping and vanishing into the thick trees.
Lucien bolts upright in bed, instantly brought out of his fitful sleep with his heart pounding. He can feel her. She's coming. His mate.
Lucien dresses quickly, but with immense care and takes off for the hole in the wall just as the sun begins to rise.
The late morning sunlight is streaming through the trees when Elain finds the place she's looking for. A small of her mind questions the swiftness and confidence with which she moved through the unfamiliar woods but her heart shuts down the thought. She knows exactly where to go, what path to take, so long as it leads to him.
With bated breath, Elain approaches the wall and her heart begins pounding furiously as she catches a flash of red.
For a moment, neither one of the speaks. Elain simply breathes deeply while Lucien doesn't breathe at all. Both of them devouring the other with their eyes. Then, Elain breaks the silence.
Lucien's fist clench at his sides and his eyes close while he fights the shudder of pleasure that ripples through his body at the sound of his name from her lips.
Elain introduces herself and Lucien repeats her name, pronouncing it slowly, as if he's savoring the feel of it on his tongue and then Elain is looking away shyly, blushing at the thought of his tongue.
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