LONE WOLF

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     she finds her place on his lap like it’s second nature to her , by now — folding herself to fit perfectly within his arms , facing him but her face so close that her nose almost brushes against his jaw . yet she turns her face away just slightly , eyes cast downward as she reflects on his words , gauging her own need to follow him and have tangible proof of his well - being . he is right , and she knows this : it doesn’t make this any easier to digest . “ i still don’t like it ” . truth be told , the responsibility weighs on her : so many lives to protect , so many factors to consider . she would gladly give her life for any member of their pack , but she wasn’t born to be an alpha : she’s not ready for this . but how can she explain this ? part of her still believes all her short - comings are implausible failures that will only anger , and disappoint him the way her father was angry , and disappointed . and she can’t disappoint him . fiona’s lips curl just slightly in a childish grimace , a jolt of long - forgotten sorrow shooting through her stomach — so she shifts just enough that she can rest her head against his shoulder , her nose gently grazing the skin of his neck . “ just be safe , please ? ” , a murmur . “ i’d go mad if something happened to you ” .

               she  fits  right  into  his  arms.  it’s  like  they  were  made  for  her.  and  maybe  they  were.  maybe  their  fate  was  to  be  together  and  love  one  another.  maybe,  he  went  through  so  much  loss  and  pain  so  he  could  be  ready  for  her.  eyes  watch  her  though,  intensely  watching  every  move,  trying  to  read  her,  trying  to  figure  out  whats  going  on  in  that  beautiful  head  of  hers.  chin  leans  against  the  top  of  her  head  and  calloused  fingertips  slip  under  her  top,  tracing  small  little  circles  on  her  spine.  he  knew  her  past--  they  talked  about  it,  talked  about  what  made  each  other  who  they  are,  and  he  can  see  the  gears  turning  behind  her  eyes.  with  a  soft  sigh  he  looks  down  at  her  some,  pulling  her  closer.    ❝    I  promise  I’m  going  to  be  safe  baby  girl,  and  hey,  we  got  those  phones  now  right?  i’ll  call  you  every  night  before  I  curl  up  to  sleep...   ❞    fingers  of  his  free  hand  move  to  brush  some  hair  from  her  face,  trying  to  make  eye  contact.    ❝    and  I  hope  you  know  I  have  faith  in  you....  I  wouldn’t  leave  the  pack  to  you  if  I  didn’t  think  you  were  up  to  it,  pup.  these  people  look  up  to  you  just  as  much  as  they  look  up  to  me.  you’re  their  queen..  you’re  my  queen.    ❞

     still she’s staring , coaxing her mind into accepting the truth in his words — into trusting him , as best as she can . she has no notion of kindness , of solidarity : life , for her , has only ever been a stretched out winter , begging for scraps . and yet he’s giving her a hint of spring , of something warm , and true : and she’s melting , just a little more with every passing second . she lets her eyes rest on the fire , while past demons silently haunt her thoughts . “ my father used to say wolves should kneel for no one — wolf or man ” . the fire crackles , echoing in the small cabin and filling the silence before she speaks again . “ i always hated that ” .

               eyes  burn  into  his  back,  but  he  doesn’t  say  a  word,  continuing  to  sort  through  the  ingredients  he’d  just  pulled  from  the  pantry.  as  the  burning  moves  from  his  back  head  turns  and  he  glances  over.  just  to  make  sure  she’s  okay,  he  tells  himself  but  deep  down  paranoia  still  is  rearing  its  ugly  head.  movements  are  graceful  as  he  moves  to  the  refrigerator,  pulling  out  the  meat  for  burgers,  she’d  like  burgers  right?    ❝    burgers  are  fine  right?  you  like  them?    ❞    and  a  pause,  leaning  against  the  counter  and  grabbing  dish  towel  to  clean  his  hands,  dark  eyes  focusing  on  his  hands.    ❝  ––  and  I’ve  lost  enough.... I’ve  lost  enough  people  who  meant  a  lot  to  me  to  tell  you  that ‘s  bullshit.  complete  bullshit.  if  you  love  someone,  if  you  care  for  someone,  wolf  or  not,  you’d  do  anything  for  them...  fuck  this  structure  that’s  set  up,  fuck  alphas  and  betas  and  omegas  and  all  that  shit.  you  love  with  your  whole  heart  and  you  look  after  the  people  you  care  about.    ❞

               the  blood  pours  into  his  mouth,  it’s  choking  him  really,  hair  matting  against  the  huge  gash  on  his  forehead––  he’s  holding  pressure  there,  keeping  it  from  bleeding  anymore  but  that’s  not  his  biggest  worry.  the  arrows  sticking  into  his  back  are.    ❝    PLEASE.    ❞    his  voice  gurgles,  spitting  blood  to  the  side,    ❝    please,  please,  please,  they  fucking  hurt,  please.    ❞    he’s  begging,  moving  to  lay  on  his  stomach  with  a  groan,  his  entire  body  aches.    ❝    dig  the  arrow  heads  out,  pack  the  wounds  with  moss  just  fuck,  fiona  please  get  them  out  of  me.    ❞

               𝐇𝐄  𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒  𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍  𝐇𝐄  𝐇𝐀𝐒  𝐓𝐎  𝐋𝐈𝐄  𝐓𝐎  𝐇𝐄𝐑,  𝐓𝐎𝐎.    each  time  it’s like  his  heart  is  being  ripped  from  his  chest,  but  she  couldn’t  know  what  was  going  on.  if  adam  knew  anything,  it  was  that if  fiona  had  any  hint  that  there  was  possible  danger  she’d  want  to  be  involved,  want  to  protect  him,  so  he  lies  again,  this  time  voice  a  little  more  firm,  dipping  into  his  inner  alpha.    ❝    i’m  not  lying,  it’s  just  a  simple  run  and  it’s  best  if  I  go  alone.    ❞    he  tries  his  best  to  sell  it,  to  make  her  believe,  but  the  entire  time  he’s  looking  away,  jaw  clenched  slightly.    ❝    you’re  going  to  stay  here  and  look  after  everyone,  do  you  understand?  that’s  your  job.  you  will  not  leave  this  camp  and  you  will  listen.    ❞    there  was  no  question  in  his  voice,  just  demands.

yes, she knew the woods increadibly well. but you can’t expect nature to act on your favor, so she would have to admit she’s a little lost right now. her gaze slowly sets on him, “ so— where are we? ” her voice is calm, but stern, she is always willing to help but she doesn enjoy having a better understanding of the situation.

@packless sent ? for a starter

          he  looks  back  over  his  shoulder  to  make  sure  she  was  still  following,  face  panicked  and  worried,  ❝    it’s  just  over  the  hill  I  promise... hunters  just.... he’s  bleeding  really  bad  miss  and  i  did  what  i  could,  but  I  can’t  I  don’t  know  what  else  to  do.    ❞    he  makes  sure  his  voice  is  loud  enough  for  her   to  hear  but  still  quiet  enough  that  they  wouldn’t  be  heard  elsewhere,  ❝    i’ve  got  boys  going  after  the  hunters  but  I  can’t–– I  can’t  lose  anyone.  not  again.    ❞

𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗙𝗟𝗘𝗘𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗖𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗘 𝗢𝗙 𝗔 𝗪𝗢𝗟𝗙 𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗠 𝗖𝗔𝗨𝗦𝗘𝗦 𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗧𝗢 𝗗𝗢𝗨𝗕𝗟𝗘 𝗧𝗔𝗞𝗘. is that – no, it couldn’t be. she’d know if sam was nearby. she might not be able to hear him in her head anymore, but she still knows that scent. it haunts her beyond her unconscious hours. when it disappeared and approached, leah stiffens and leans further against the tree she had been resting against. ❝ see, that is hard to believe – ❞ she then says after a moment. then, pushing from the tree, she walks out of the shadows. ❝ those that say they aren’t a threat generally are, ❞ she finishes. ❝ — who are you? ❞ and why did you look like him?

          ❝    If  I  wanted  to  threaten  you,  cause  you  harm,  I  would’ve  stayed  a  wolf.  we  both  know  that.  we  both  know  we’re  our  most  vulnerable  now,  like  this.  I’m  actually  trusting  you  a  lot  by  approaching  you  this  way,  don’t  give  me  a  reason  to  regret  my  choice  now,  alright?    ❞    and  eyes  narrow  some  watching  her,  keeping  enough  distance  between  them  so  that  if  he  needed  to  shift  again  he  could.     ❝    I  am  Adam,  I’m  a  loner  around  these  parts,  no  pack,  no  other  threats,  just  me....  I  just  wanted  to  see  who  you  were....    ❞