MINE... Mine... mine...
He did this.
He ruined Them.
He betrayed His mate.
He desired what belonged to His brother.
He loved her then but now He doesn't,
He loves Her and regrets everything.
MINE... Mine... mine...
His shame realized too late.
His past lives within His heart.
His memories of her are too much for Her.
His excuses become apologies She rejects.
His misery comes from every look in Her eyes.
His shame is felt with every bitter belief She holds.
MINE... Mine... mine...
Her pain burns Him,
He feels it in His own chest.
Her tears fall like salted rain,
He will never be able to wipe them all away.
Her rage, Her screams, Her unforgiveness,
His burdens to bear, His shame to endure, His acceptance of fault.
He claims the all as He claimed Her.
MINE... Mine... mine...
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Breathing...
Inhale... exhale...
Beating...
The steady drum of His heart...
He wants to take inventory,
She returns to interrogation.
Asking...
Because She can't stop.
Answering...
Admitting He was wrong.
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She admires Her room,
It is filled with all the things She loves from Across the Sea.
It cost a third of Their harvest and much gold Her Alpha loves.
She reminds Him,
It is only Her room in the house He built for her.
It is only Her sacrifice for the pack that keeps Them together.
He reminds Her,
It is Her who is His Right and His Luna.
It is only Him who will share Their bed or touch Her.
He desires His mate,
She is all the things He loves, His mate from Across the Sea.
He cuts away the fabric between Them, bringing Their flesh together.
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The Trades
A trade with the Alpha Father,
She will do the Claiming Ceremony for His son,
She only wants one thing in return, a life.
A Future in Moon-touched flesh from Her loins and His seed.
A blind burden on the pack She promises to bear,
An abomination the Alpha Father vows to protect from all but Him.
She considers his advice, to keep something back from the Savage,
To withhold that which He would be willing to trade anything for,
Even the life of one He believes should be given to Nature.
A trade with the Savage's brother,
She will teach him to sew the fabric of Her Lineage.
She only wants two favors that She will ask for later.
A memory of Her father's words, Keep your weapons close.
A visit of Her room and caress of Her silks sways him,
An agreement made with reluctant excitement.
She teaches him as She sews Their garments for winter,
To keep Her bargain and his loyalty, they work late into the night,
Even when He is asleep beside Their bed, She makes Her trades.
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Impressions from Across the Sea and Sand : BESSA & ELSKA by Rachelle Mills
RandomScribbles humbly offered by Mama Magie @PenumbraMINE Impressions from Across the Sea : BESSA and Borson BESSA will always be capitalized as She, Her, Hers. Borson will always be capitalized as He, Him, His. together -They, Their. other will be pres...
