Phantom Hollow The ghost of you is close to me

He wasn't sure what he had expected, but he hadn't been expecting to hear such a desperate sound from his lover. When he uttered his name, the pleading sound of his mate's voice tore at the beast, and there was no way he could deny him what he what he clearly needed. He hated feeling like he couldn't fix whatever was causing Alarian so much unhappiness; it made him feel out of control, and sometimes, he wondered if it was his fault. He pushed the thought from his mind and moved his nose through the fur on his lover's neck before wandering slowly up to offer a nip to the other man's jaw. I love you, he whispered into the soft fur beneath Alarian's ear. He never knew if it helped his lover to know how deeply he felt for him, but surely it couldn't make him feel worse.