ZombieBaee
Zombie Enthusiast
Marigold Lycath
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23.Scorpio.Werewolf.Water
“You couldn’t just give me that one? You look like you could use a shower anyways.” Mari snarled as she watched the water move across the room and filter into the various plants. After a heavy eye roll her attention moved back to Rune and his bare chest, his bare chest that was covered in sweat and made heat rise to her cheeks until she realized the scars. Mari felt a squeezing in her chest, there were so many of them… she had to imagine it was from the war or training or both but still they seemed so deep and painful. It was hard for her to resist the urge to move forward and run a hand along them, to ask about them… Dammit! Mari remember why you’re here. With a little effort the replaced the stone cold look on her face and moved her eyes from his chest to his as he moved passed her.
“Then bring the monarchy back! From these men who have been training their whole lives. Not with two human women.” Mari turned on her heel and followed him, her voice louder than it likely needed to be. In his living space she found him pouring two glasses without waiting for an answer from her and she took the glass of amber liquid. Mari tossed it back like it was some cheap shot before slamming it down on the table with such force that it shattered in her hand. Oops? But she wouldn’t say sorry, her current elevated annoyance was Rune’s fault entirely.
“Haha Rune. You’re very funny.” Mari growled, looking over at the broken glass that her hand still rested in. She would be lying if she said life was hunky dory up until now, it wasn’t just the twins that were causing issues but currently they were acting as quite the catalyst. The wedding was just something that Mari was pouring her attention into because it distracted her from the fast that she was indeed getting married. She would become the wife of an heir and eventually the lady of a powerful house. She wouldn’t be a warrior, she wouldn’t be an alpha, she wouldn’t be a fighter. Mari would become a figurehead and while the power would give her a good life and her family a great position, it wasn’t something she wanted to be. At least not in the way Cypres and his family wished her to be.
Mari glanced back up at Rune and noticed the softening of his expression… it caused her hand to clench into the broken glass without her even noticing at first. “Don’t look at me like that.” Don’t look at me like you care, like you see me, like you understand why I’m the way that I am. That was what Mari really wanted to say but saying it would be admitting more to herself than she was willing to,
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23.Scorpio.Werewolf.Water
“You couldn’t just give me that one? You look like you could use a shower anyways.” Mari snarled as she watched the water move across the room and filter into the various plants. After a heavy eye roll her attention moved back to Rune and his bare chest, his bare chest that was covered in sweat and made heat rise to her cheeks until she realized the scars. Mari felt a squeezing in her chest, there were so many of them… she had to imagine it was from the war or training or both but still they seemed so deep and painful. It was hard for her to resist the urge to move forward and run a hand along them, to ask about them… Dammit! Mari remember why you’re here. With a little effort the replaced the stone cold look on her face and moved her eyes from his chest to his as he moved passed her.
“Then bring the monarchy back! From these men who have been training their whole lives. Not with two human women.” Mari turned on her heel and followed him, her voice louder than it likely needed to be. In his living space she found him pouring two glasses without waiting for an answer from her and she took the glass of amber liquid. Mari tossed it back like it was some cheap shot before slamming it down on the table with such force that it shattered in her hand. Oops? But she wouldn’t say sorry, her current elevated annoyance was Rune’s fault entirely.
“Haha Rune. You’re very funny.” Mari growled, looking over at the broken glass that her hand still rested in. She would be lying if she said life was hunky dory up until now, it wasn’t just the twins that were causing issues but currently they were acting as quite the catalyst. The wedding was just something that Mari was pouring her attention into because it distracted her from the fast that she was indeed getting married. She would become the wife of an heir and eventually the lady of a powerful house. She wouldn’t be a warrior, she wouldn’t be an alpha, she wouldn’t be a fighter. Mari would become a figurehead and while the power would give her a good life and her family a great position, it wasn’t something she wanted to be. At least not in the way Cypres and his family wished her to be.
Mari glanced back up at Rune and noticed the softening of his expression… it caused her hand to clench into the broken glass without her even noticing at first. “Don’t look at me like that.” Don’t look at me like you care, like you see me, like you understand why I’m the way that I am. That was what Mari really wanted to say but saying it would be admitting more to herself than she was willing to,