Phantom Hollow The Guilt I Have Pulls Me Down

The look on his face was worrisome. It carried a severe edge, dangerous and malign, but her words appeared to soothe it away. Mitanni's ears folded nervously, and she watched as a look of speechless wonder replaced his crazed expression, wondering if perhaps she'd finally gotten through to him.

He thanked her, calling her words the kindest he'd heard, and the little wolf shifted her weight where she sat, feeling self-conscious and even embarrassed. She'd only been returning kindness with kindness, and for what had been done to him Judas deserved an apology. No one's thought to give him that before?

She would have been lying if she tried to deny the little sliver of fear that leaped to life in her as Judas stepped closer, an instinctive reaction by now, but she didn't try to pull away from him. There wasn't ill-intent in his eyes, there wasn't any tension in his posture. He wasn't going to hurt her.

Understanding what he intended--or at least assuming she did--Mitanni watched him a moment, just to be sure of herself, and stood. She met his green gaze with steady amber eyes, and though she couldn't completely shake the embarrassment, the uneasiness, she spoke so he would know, "I forgive you, Judas."