How could he give her this knife knowing that this had been a possibility?

“There is another way…”

Though what other way could there be?

“….please….” -

Like she had once before plunged a knife into the heart of a man she’d shared a bed with.

But she hadn’t loved Lucas. It had been vengeance that had made her kill him. This was…

She faltered.

“No….”

How could they ask that of her? Not just the boy, but him. Her wolf. -

And then she glanced at the knife still in her hand.

The one he’d made her peel out of his flesh and told her about what it could do.

She’d thought he meant that she should use it on and Garou that got in her way.

But no.

He meant that should use it on him. -

Kill him?

Kill Xiuying?

After all this, she was expected to kill him?

Given their promises of a life after this and the promise of a future already began?

Ailsa froze, her eyes on her love, perhaps seeing him for the first time with her new understanding that she did love him. -

The great beast that had been Fenris, or the shape of him, stumbled under the Fae's attack. Just as the shard of it had faltered when her attention had found it.

It simply wasn't strong enough to deflect the barrage.

And she was ready to spend everything.

Fuck aye, ah do!

Let’s go?

I’ll tell him you said hi

You mean (っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ 𝒻𝒶𝒾𝓇𝓎 ♥

YOUR FACE!

It's 6pm in Scotland, a perfectly reasonable time to be howling

That's not very fetch of you

Excuse me, are you bonking a widow?