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((I just want you to know that I'm killing my iPod touch to make this post. XP Also, sleep deprived, so sorry if there's any typos.))
"Feeling better now?" Aven asked after a moment, wanting to make sure that Jasmine really was alright. He didn't really like this odd place he had forced himself into. He loved Jasmine. But if she didn't remember, not truly, then he had to hold himself back. He wouldn't force things on her, wouldn't force her to love him if she couldn't remember. He sighed a little. "Jasmine, I . . . "
He cut off suddenly as his eyes glazed over slightly.
Aven . . . Come back to me Aven, my top commander. I can give you everything you desire, including your little she-wolf as well. Just find me, take your rightful place at my side . . .
The haunting, seductive, powerful voice ran through his head. He flinched a little and brought his hand up to his forehead as though suffering from a sudden headache.
No . . . I escaped from you. I left your power, I was freed!
A peal of laughter rang through Aven's mind. Foolish boy, did you really think that you would ever be truly free from me? You should know better than that. Come back to me Aven. Come back, and Jasmine can truly be yours once again.
Aven looked up at Jasmine with an apologetic smile, his eyes perfectly clear. "Sorry about that. Got a bit of a headache. It's gone now though. Don't worry." He said, smiling a bit more serenely now. His Jasmine . . . Even if she couldn't remember . . . He would never give up on her.
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 3:58 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 5:39 pm
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((Mwee hee hee hee. I have evil ideas planned. XD))
Aven blinked and for a moment, he leaned in closer as though he would kiss her before he pulled away, shaking his head. "I . . . Jasmine, I want to. Believe me, I do want to. But . . . " he gained a pained expression, a small whimper escaping. She didn't fully remember . . . And that just felt wrong to him. But she was his . . . he shouldn't have to restrain himself from kissing her, surely . . . Still . . . He pressed a light kiss to her forehead. "Not yet, alright? If it grows to more than a fleeting urge, then we can kiss. But right now, no." He said softly, brushing her hair behind her ear. He certainly seemed like himself, as though nothing had happened . . .
Selena was sitting, or rather, lying comatose in her cell, hundreds of lash-marks marring her body. She had been tortured, although her lips had never parted to scream, and no sound of protest or pain had left the formerly-glorious she-wolf. There was nothing about her prone form that was intimidating, and her guards showed no signs of being mind controlled, although they did seem wary of the prisoner they were guarding. As she breathed in a raspy, gasping breath, the former Alpha seemed . . . weak.
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 6:48 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 8:49 pm
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((I won't deny that I am evil, but Selena definitely is mother. The question is . . . is what is in the cell really Selena? If it is, did she really get brought there against her will or did she let herself be captured? twisted ))
Kailee had woken up and had demanded that Leon take care of Natalia, hoping that it would give him some confidence in handling and holding her. "Father-daughter bonding time." she had called it. When she left, it didn't seem to be going well. Leon looked freaked out that he was going to break the baby, and Natalia was being fussy. She wondered how long it would take Leon to realize that their little girl needed her diaper changed, or if the panic was going to cause him to go crazy. She giggled a little. She was sure Leon would be fine. In the meantime . . .
Kailee stepped up to Angie, putting a hand on her shoulder, her face set in a frown. "Because you would be enforcing everything she has preached to her followers. That vampires are evil, merciless monsters who are incapable of love." she said softly. "Believe me, I want her dead too. She stole my brother from me twice, once for several years where I believed he was dead. Poisoned him, hurt him, made him go against his very instincts! But we have long-standing laws that every pack must follow. She is the last of her pack. What was once the strongest pack of the werewolves. They nearly succeeded in uniting us all and ending any war between the Lycans. But then . . . while they were focusing on internal affairs, vampires attacked them, catching them off guard and killing all but her. My father has tried to unite the packs as her father tried, but she . . . she has prevented that. The ones who follow her aren't part of her pack. They are only followers or slaves to her powers. So we cannot kill her." she said, her face twisting into an angry expression. "But that does not mean that we cannot flog her into an inch of her life and make every waking moment a living hell! And yet she still thwarts us there! For she has escaped into sleep and not one of our people can wake her!" she growled, her hackles raising.
Aven looked loads happier once Jasmine said the urge had been growing for a while and wasn't the passing fancy he had thought it to be. "Well . . . in that case . . . perhaps a small kiss wouldn't hurt." he said softly, running his hand through her hair as he leaned in to press his lips gently against hers.
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 9:18 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 9:38 pm
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((And also, now you know why she's not dead yet. ^-^))
Kailee shook her head. "I don't know. She's been spending a lot of time with Aven though, so I'm sure he's helping her recover quickly." she said with a small smile. "Come, the dungeon is no place to have these sorts of conversations. Would you like to visit with her? If not, there are plenty of rooms available to sit and have a talk." she said, falling into her duty as a hostess. Wow, she felt like her mother. But Kailee had been groomed into this role, and now she was starting to really be able to pull it off. After all, a Queen had to know how to be diplomatic as well as to fight to defend those she loved. There were different ways of protecting your loved ones, and a queen had to learn them all.
Aven shook his head, smiling. "Don't apologize Jasmine." he said before she continued to say that it was more than just her wolf and he looked like he was about to explode from happiness. "Thank you. I . . . Thank you. That means the world to me Jasmine." he said softly, brushing the back of his hand against her cheek.
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 10:15 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 10:33 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 10:40 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 11:00 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 11:08 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 11:47 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 12:13 am
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 12:33 am
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