Noctisardor Bypass teil eins

There was a great duality in Laurel as she pressed her head against his neck, tucking it into the safety of another wolf, unlike she had in a long time. When she had cried against Mahler it had not been touching nor a conscious choice. It had been something that simply happened. Now it was a choice that she made. She knew what closeness could bring. Oh, dearest, you really have gotten back into playing with fire, haven't you? This is why these things keep happening to you. Laurel ignored Iliksis' voice and instead pressed her head closer against Mahler as he allowed her to get close, drew her in, lay his head against her, too.

Thank you, she murmured against his neck, words barely audible that spoke of the fragility that she had shown before, the fragility that was shattered today, for but a moment, as she found resolve. Her tongue flicked out nervously and her jaw trembled while she carefully chose her next words, whispered for his ears only. You are a good man, Mahler. I hope this place will bring you the peace you desire. Her words were softer and more fragile than before, but they were free of trembles as she spoke. This time she chose every word, knew he needed to know just how grateful she was for his efforts. Her actions were once more born of strength and a will to fight; and Laurel herself amidst all of this? She was entangled. Tangled between the wolf who wanted to say and do whatever it would take to make Mahler kill Merrick for her. Wanted to make him see what lengths she would go, and how worthwhile she could make it for him... And tangled between Laurel, who had unexpectedly found someone who, like her, just wanted — needed — a quiet life, peace at the end of a tumultuous and violent life, simplicity, and who genuinely wanted to give him that, in hopes of finding some for herself, too.