Stone Circle No one is alone

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Greyback's ears perked at his mate's words. He looked down with her in awe, mouth agape and eyes wide. Annoying? "You are anything but annoying, my love." He hushed, brows furrowed together. "It would take as many mistakes as stars in the sky for me to even think such a thing." Again, Greyback could not fathom leaving her. Of leaving Easthollow and his kids. He didn't want a repeat of Ira. He wanted to be there with her, to grow old with her, and eventually be buried together at Stone Circle.

He let her lean into him, and gave a pleased hum at the warmth and love that traveled up his spine. He missed this. He missed them.

He didn't take his eyes off her, even when she asked him about his apology. The large man only sadly smiled and licked at her crown. "I feel as though I should've been more vigilant at the border. I could of easily prevented that Witch from entering or even getting close to Leta and you. I could of easily... killed her for you." Greyback's tone was now harsh, edged. He held anger at the subject, that much was apparent. He still remembers everything that happened as if it was yesterday. And the more he thinks about it, the more angry he becomes once again. "I will make sure she pays one day."