Luna of Mine
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Your world is changing, Perizada told Vasile as they stood looking out into the forest in the human realm just beyond the veil. It had been several weeks since they had requested her help in hiding from their enemies. He felt like her statement was putting it mildly. His world had been flipped upside down and then flipped again.
It is, he agreed. You know as well as I do, ancient one, that there is only one thing I can do.
She nodded. Adapt or die.
I cannot stay here much longer. Emilians men will not give up until I am dead or I kill them. I do not wish to ask for help because I do not want to drag anyone else into a battle that could turn very deadly for any involved.
You know that I would offer you more assistance if I could, but the council is adamant that we stay out of the human realm. They are tired of the fighting. Peris lips tightened as she spoke. I do not agree with their decision, but for now I must abide by it. I have a feeling that there may one day come a time when I have to challenge them. But for now you will have to handle this one on your own.
I will be victorious, Perizada of the fae. I have to be, because the alternative is too terrible to even imagine. He felt the heavy weight of the task ahead of him settle squarely on his shoulders. The time of peace was over. The effects of his fathers madness was worse than he could have ever imagined, and yet having found his true mate, he understood why his father had done what he did. After losing his true mate so very young, all Stefan could see was a future full of darkness and loneliness. Vasile had never truly understood how frightening that was until he had laid eyes on Alina. The light she brought to his life was something he had never experienced. He knew if he lost her, he never would see that light again.
Yes, he would be victorious. He would take back his pack and help them heal. He would claim his mate and bond her to him. He would secure a future full of hope for all of them. He had to believe that the Great Luna had not created him to be Alpha only to have him fail before he ever truly began. He had to have hope because the absence of hope meant his enemy had already won.
I want you to remember something, Alpha, Peri interrupted his thoughts. On the darkest of nights, when you cannot see the stars or even the moon, when you do not feel your Creator, when your enemies are closing in and their victory appears imminent, and you are sure that all those you love are lost to you, remember that true defeat only comes when those who are able to act, stand idly by while those in need are cast down by evil. Do not forget that. If you do, I will come and kick you in the head until you remember it.
Vasile let out a huff of laughter. I had forgotten how eloquent you were with words.
I strive for truthfulness; eloquence is for liars and thieves. Both of which I have no tolerance for; remember that aswell.
Anything else you would like me to remember, oh great high fae?
She tilted her head slightly as she looked at him, mild amusement glinted in her pale green eyes. As a matter-of-fact there is, if you do fail and all those who do not need killing end up dying because of your failure, know that I will drag you back from the grave so that I can torture you myself. Because I will probably be the one who will have to clean up the chaos and mess that will result in your defeat. Moral of the story, Alphado not die.
Romanian Proverb #14
Nu e trandafir fr spini.
No rose without a thorn.
One year later.
Mina, Vasile said staring up at the night sky as he reached for his mate. It had been two days since he had been able to truly speak to her through their bond. He was constantly engaging Emilians wolves and when one would fall another would take his place. And he was not the only one being distracted by Emilian. Alina had informed him that Emilian was growing more and more paranoid by his inability to kill Vasile. He was constantly sending out warriors into the villages, questioning pack members, convinced that someone was assisting Vasile. He was also beginning to give weight to the possibility that Sergheis claim that Vasile was not mated was a lie. A mated wolf was stronger than an unmated male, and Emilian could not believe that Vasile was still more powerful than he since he was no longer Alpha. The only way that could be was if he indeed had a mate.
You live another day, Alpha of Mine, Alina teased as she answered him.
In the past year his mate had already begun to come into her own. Her confidence had grown; he could hear it in her voice and felt it in her teasing and occasional flirting. Circumstances had played a part in how quickly she had had to grow up, refining her already self-assured nature. She had an old soul, one filled with the need to care for others. When there were so many in need of her care, there was nothing she could do but answer those needs. He knew that he did not help her burden because he needed her most of all and she gave of herself freely to him. Her heart was always overflowing with love for him, and her mind was an open book so that he could see just how much she missed him, needed him, and wanted him. Vasile was quickly learning that to know he was needed, wanted, and desired by the woman he loved made him feel as though he could move mountains.
I have indeed, and it is a good thing since today is one that I could not possibly die on without having the chance to tell you happy birthday.
You remembered?
He heard the surprise in her voice and wished so deeply that he could be with her to stare into her eyes so that she could see into his soul and know that there was nothing about her that he could ever forget. How could I ever forget the best day of my life?
It is, he agreed. You know as well as I do, ancient one, that there is only one thing I can do.
She nodded. Adapt or die.
I cannot stay here much longer. Emilians men will not give up until I am dead or I kill them. I do not wish to ask for help because I do not want to drag anyone else into a battle that could turn very deadly for any involved.
You know that I would offer you more assistance if I could, but the council is adamant that we stay out of the human realm. They are tired of the fighting. Peris lips tightened as she spoke. I do not agree with their decision, but for now I must abide by it. I have a feeling that there may one day come a time when I have to challenge them. But for now you will have to handle this one on your own.
I will be victorious, Perizada of the fae. I have to be, because the alternative is too terrible to even imagine. He felt the heavy weight of the task ahead of him settle squarely on his shoulders. The time of peace was over. The effects of his fathers madness was worse than he could have ever imagined, and yet having found his true mate, he understood why his father had done what he did. After losing his true mate so very young, all Stefan could see was a future full of darkness and loneliness. Vasile had never truly understood how frightening that was until he had laid eyes on Alina. The light she brought to his life was something he had never experienced. He knew if he lost her, he never would see that light again.
Yes, he would be victorious. He would take back his pack and help them heal. He would claim his mate and bond her to him. He would secure a future full of hope for all of them. He had to believe that the Great Luna had not created him to be Alpha only to have him fail before he ever truly began. He had to have hope because the absence of hope meant his enemy had already won.
I want you to remember something, Alpha, Peri interrupted his thoughts. On the darkest of nights, when you cannot see the stars or even the moon, when you do not feel your Creator, when your enemies are closing in and their victory appears imminent, and you are sure that all those you love are lost to you, remember that true defeat only comes when those who are able to act, stand idly by while those in need are cast down by evil. Do not forget that. If you do, I will come and kick you in the head until you remember it.
Vasile let out a huff of laughter. I had forgotten how eloquent you were with words.
I strive for truthfulness; eloquence is for liars and thieves. Both of which I have no tolerance for; remember that aswell.
Anything else you would like me to remember, oh great high fae?
She tilted her head slightly as she looked at him, mild amusement glinted in her pale green eyes. As a matter-of-fact there is, if you do fail and all those who do not need killing end up dying because of your failure, know that I will drag you back from the grave so that I can torture you myself. Because I will probably be the one who will have to clean up the chaos and mess that will result in your defeat. Moral of the story, Alphado not die.
Romanian Proverb #14
Nu e trandafir fr spini.
No rose without a thorn.
One year later.
Mina, Vasile said staring up at the night sky as he reached for his mate. It had been two days since he had been able to truly speak to her through their bond. He was constantly engaging Emilians wolves and when one would fall another would take his place. And he was not the only one being distracted by Emilian. Alina had informed him that Emilian was growing more and more paranoid by his inability to kill Vasile. He was constantly sending out warriors into the villages, questioning pack members, convinced that someone was assisting Vasile. He was also beginning to give weight to the possibility that Sergheis claim that Vasile was not mated was a lie. A mated wolf was stronger than an unmated male, and Emilian could not believe that Vasile was still more powerful than he since he was no longer Alpha. The only way that could be was if he indeed had a mate.
You live another day, Alpha of Mine, Alina teased as she answered him.
In the past year his mate had already begun to come into her own. Her confidence had grown; he could hear it in her voice and felt it in her teasing and occasional flirting. Circumstances had played a part in how quickly she had had to grow up, refining her already self-assured nature. She had an old soul, one filled with the need to care for others. When there were so many in need of her care, there was nothing she could do but answer those needs. He knew that he did not help her burden because he needed her most of all and she gave of herself freely to him. Her heart was always overflowing with love for him, and her mind was an open book so that he could see just how much she missed him, needed him, and wanted him. Vasile was quickly learning that to know he was needed, wanted, and desired by the woman he loved made him feel as though he could move mountains.
I have indeed, and it is a good thing since today is one that I could not possibly die on without having the chance to tell you happy birthday.
You remembered?
He heard the surprise in her voice and wished so deeply that he could be with her to stare into her eyes so that she could see into his soul and know that there was nothing about her that he could ever forget. How could I ever forget the best day of my life?
