Hushed Willows east of the sun

Some of the tension Valiant had been holding within himself seemed to break when he was not met with confusion or censure; the faerie, of course, thought it was perfectly normal for him to be so entranced, regardless of the masculine form he'd taken on.

He prodded the rabbit with his nose, feigning interest in his meal as Alejandro went on. The question threw him, but he understood at once that Alejandro had known all along he'd been sussed out.

"I would just have to dream about you, I suppose," he said after a moment of thought, unwilling to acknowledge the keen sense of loss this idea left him with. "But you are real," he added, his rose-gold gaze lifting to the man's colorless eyes. "I know you're real. I just meant — maybe you put me under a spell, or something. Because — " Because he'd never been so taken with another wolf, and there was absolutely no reason for him to find another male so captivating. "I guess I don't really mind if you did," he admitted with a huff of confused and nervous laughter.