Ouroboros Spine kuli ⧫

A husband? That wasn't exactly what Lane had requested... She wasn't opposed to the idea, but she also suspected that Kukutux had pressed Zane with some of her own aspirations for the pairing. 

Gorgeous?

If wolves could blush, Lane might have. Despite being keenly aware that she was average-looking at best, she was still young enough that his flattery worked on her. She felt herself nodding along, a conspiratorial half-smile forming as he drew her into his sedition. Yes! Finally! Someone who could see through the bullshit! She had thought that all pack wolves were just glorified monkeys, dancing in lock-step. Finding a free-thinker hiding among the sheep was the last thing she had expected out of this meeting.  

"I feel that," Lane murmured. Rules were not her strong suit either. The first and last rule her parents ever had for her was, don't join a pack. And just look at what Lane had gone and done. 

He wanted to know about her? Why? Lane wasn't anything special. "I'm not--" she began, shaking her head, but then her words faltered. Meeting someone like Zane had thrown her a bit, and it was taking her a minute to find her angle. Maybe the angle was that she didn't need an angle with him?  Maybe? It seemed worth a shot. 

"I'm a traveler," Lane said, "I've been a gypsy my whole life. I know a thing or two about herbs and medicine, and it gets me by. Those rules for being in a pack, or whatever? I don't even know what they are." It felt really good to finally admit that out loud. Up until this point, Lane had been just fumbling around blindly, hoping she didn't fuck anything up to the point that someone realized that she didn't belong here. 

"Look.." Lane began, letting out a long breath. "I don't know much about anything. This pack, or the voodoo religion here, or what marriage means to them.. but what I do know is that on the inside of a marriage, we're the ones who make the rules. No one else gets to tell us how to do it. So if we wanna go wherever, whenever-the fuck, and do whatever with whoever-the-fuck, who cares?" 

If being "married" was going to get them brownie points with this pack... if it would make the Kukutux and moonwolves trust and respect them more... what on earth was stopping them? The obligation to each other? Couldn't they just get rid  get rid of that part, since neither of them seemed to want it? She tilted her head, wondering if Zane would think she was talking crazy.