The Sentinels don't take that sinner from me

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Dreven is a trip.

Dreven wanted to help. He wanted to rip out his own heart and hand it to her still fucking beating if it would make her stop crying. But it wouldn't and he couldn't.

He blinked. Her words didn't fully make sense. She was gentle to everyone. It was why he cared so damn much. Why he worried. That someone else would hurt her.

Dreven stared her down. Red eyes on her face. Snot covered and teary.
And god help him she was still fucking beautiful. But she was wrong. He loved no one other than her.

But you are.

He physically winced as if she landed a blow upon him. She didn't want to love him. Then why did she stay. Why didn't she take her feelings and leave with them. Lay them down and forget about him. She probably could.

I killed him. Me. Not you. Not the fuckers that hurt you and not the babies you lost. Me. Maybe i haven't let it go. Maybe I was scared they'd hurt you. Maybe i got lost in my head. Maybe all of it. But don't blame yourself for the wolf I am.

His one leg gave out and he growled as he keeled forward. He pushed upwards. It took two tries to get back to his feet. He stared at the ground as it swam and writhed as if alive.