Completing the Circle

Jesse

Our pretty little Luna shivered beneath my every caress. The more I touched her, the more the warmth of Raul reflected in her touch. "It's your choice."

She swallowed and looked away from me.

The knife that twisted in my guts would normally be enough to take my breath away, but I wanted to hide it from her. After everything that she had gone through with Aren, I wanted to be able to give her at least one choice. Funny, normally I'd be the one that pressed things but I couldn't find it in myself to do it. Every second that dragged on made the wounds inside me widen.

Hell hounds rarely took mates for just this reason. We were a species created for service. This was our punishment for daring to step up from our position. We were meant to always serve, never to care.

Hell hounds were shit at actually listening to what we were supposed to do. Even if this ripped me apart in time, I wouldn't force her to accept me.

"Yes," she whispered so soft the wind almost stole the words from he