10-28-2018, 12:03 PM
"Akkadian," her voice pinched at him like a mother scolding a child. His behavior was not entirely acceptable, his anger directed at her, the woman who'd birthed his only son. She was right, he was out of line. He should be better at showing her some respect. He only swallowed and held her gaze.
"I was scared," her voice grew quieter, and she explained that she hadn't intended to get separated from him. That she'd taken their boy away to keep him safe since she hadn't been able to find Akkadian again. His jaw clenched and he wished they could go back and set it right, that he could have had the chance to know her and his son. He could've taught her how to track him, how to find him again. He could've taught his boy so many things.
But he knew better than anyone that you couldn't change the past.
He couldn't bring his family back to life.
Akkadian tensed as she stepped closer, her mouth reaching out to brush over his smooth shoulder. She was so bold to touch him. He should've snapped his teeth at her and driven her away from him. But it'd been so damn long since he'd had a woman's touch, not a soul since his time with her.
"Where will you go?"
His body was held taut, coiled and ready to spring, ready to attack. The threat wafted off his body like a smoke cloud as he turned his neck slowly. So gently, he reached out to touch her shoulder back, his body feeling like it would burst at the tenderness, the lack of violent retaliation. He touched briefly and straightened again.
Away, he said shortly, firmly.
And he wouldn't be followed.
Keep him safe.
She was a strong woman, she would protect their family.
There was no telling when or if he would return from where he was headed.
"I was scared," her voice grew quieter, and she explained that she hadn't intended to get separated from him. That she'd taken their boy away to keep him safe since she hadn't been able to find Akkadian again. His jaw clenched and he wished they could go back and set it right, that he could have had the chance to know her and his son. He could've taught her how to track him, how to find him again. He could've taught his boy so many things.
But he knew better than anyone that you couldn't change the past.
He couldn't bring his family back to life.
Akkadian tensed as she stepped closer, her mouth reaching out to brush over his smooth shoulder. She was so bold to touch him. He should've snapped his teeth at her and driven her away from him. But it'd been so damn long since he'd had a woman's touch, not a soul since his time with her.
"Where will you go?"
His body was held taut, coiled and ready to spring, ready to attack. The threat wafted off his body like a smoke cloud as he turned his neck slowly. So gently, he reached out to touch her shoulder back, his body feeling like it would burst at the tenderness, the lack of violent retaliation. He touched briefly and straightened again.
Away, he said shortly, firmly.
And he wouldn't be followed.
Keep him safe.
She was a strong woman, she would protect their family.
There was no telling when or if he would return from where he was headed.
im sorry this took so looongggg
