Wheeling Gull Isle bismil

oh, so lovely she was! he cast his gaze over her, knowing that the moment he opened his mouth, everything would change, for better or for worse. never would they enjoy the same relationship that they did now. he met her cerulean eyes for a long moment before turning back to stockholm, blinking slowly, steadying himself.

"you," he amended. "i have something to say to you, stockholm. coelacanth already knows how i feel." adi acknowledged her with a nod, the barest smile touching his muzzle, before it faded again. "my heart is hers. as a man cannot live without a heart, so too i cannot live without coelacanth."

his stare was gimlet, cutting into the man's broad face. "i've come here to take her away. with or without your permission. i love her, and i cannot stop. and deep down, i know she loves me, too. despite everything." the distance. the children. stockholm. all trivial. hell, they could take the children with them--

he could kill stockholm.

"let her go with me, and no blood will be shed today," aditya reasoned, as if making the most innocuous of treaties between packs. "but i came prepared to fight for her. i will spill my heart's blood to win her from you, kyonki zindagi pyaar bina kuch nahin hai."

aditya stared at coelacanth, then, hoping to see straight down to her soul. "come with me," he said softly enough she'd need to read his lips. "come with me, chikni raat. mera pyaar, mera jaan." his breath hitched suddenly in his throat, passion and fear altogether, and he looked between the two of them, stiff with anticipation.