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To miss someone was a concept that in his past, Ash would have never thought possible. But when leaving Briar creek a year ago he defiantly had felt a change which caused him to want to be a better person. At first he had tried to push the feelings down in a formal manor and not speak to anyone about what he felt for his soul mate. But of course he couldn’t hide what he felt. Circle daybreak was full of soul mates and they all knew what he was going through without him even having to mention a word. The words of his cousin James rang in his head and he had to give James that, someone had come into his life and it did hurt. Not having Mary-Lynnette in his life had pained him so much that missing her had gotten to points where he was debating dragging himself down there just to be with her again. But after a year did she still want him? At that moment he felt a painful stab of wonder and somewhat sadness, did she remember what it was like to be with her soulmate? There wasn’t a day where he forgot, but after all, she was human unlike him... Others at circle daybreak had been confused as to why he was there alone without her, but he had simple told them all that she was waiting for him until he became a better person. He had become a better person and he prayed to any god out there that she still was waiting for him. Ash understood that a year was defiantly a long time to wait, but she had said a year and now it was time for them to be together again.
It wasn’t so much that the people in circle daybreak were judging, but once they saw someone with the mansion a hell of a lot of gossip did spread around the entire circle including the night world. He didn’t have a clue how the night world could know who had joined the daybreakers or not, but some how they did, and that was a worry to Thierry. The moment Ash had come back from Briar Creek the first time he had tried to hide his feelings, then giving up as his cousin led him to Thierry. Ash knew of the lord of the night world, but was amazed to see that he was more on the side of the light then the darkness. People sure had been shocked to see the blond there, and of course in a stubborn manor he had just sulked down and never said a word. He attended all the meetings and of course went along with everything that was said, but it was only a few months in of him being there that he actually started to get comfortable. He rarely spoke to anyone and was forever liking being alone, and all the same his cousin James was gloating it up that his cousin was alone with out his soul mate, because anyone could tell that it truly did hurt him to be away from her. When being a vampire you had way better hearing that the humans, and stupidly they seemed to underestimate that fact. Ash had over heard two humans talking about him – asking why in the world he was here and who in the world would love him? They had ruled out that he had a soul mate, and so when Poppy, despite that she hated Ash had told them other wise, they were more than shocked not to believe her. It almost upset Ash to know that others thought he was a heartless creature unable to love, and so that was almost a push in the right direction to being good. He kept alone in the mansion and wished for his soul mate to be there so bad, and with wanting that it made him want to be better to see her sooner. The fact that she was right there in front of him now didn’t really register, not until his eyes adjusted and he saw her face. In that moment he wanted to cry with joy.
She was just like how he remembered. Always did the lanky vampire walk around with images of her in his mind, and he was always ringing his sister Rowan to ask how she was. It did strike jealousy that his sister were able to see his soul mate every day, but soon enough it would be him with her and not them. His sister had made a bound with the human but she was made to be with him, like he was forever going to be hers. His deep black eyes caught the beautiful face he loved so much, and yet even though he could tell she was a little bashed up she was still beautiful. He could smell blood which sent a hungry nerve down to his stomach, but Ash was full, he had fed on the way there, in no way did he wish to harm his soul mate in spite of him being hungry. The thought of her being hurt sent a shiver down him, and feeling utterly worried he reached out and touched her, wrapping his arms around her shoulder as he brought her closer to him out of the little crevice. Instantly he wrapped her up in himself, stroking the soft brown hair, his cheek pressed to hers as he breathed unevenly. He had waited so long to be with her, and now she was here, drenched in blood and sending so much worry into him he was sure his hair was going to fall out at any moment. “Of course i did. I wasn’t going to let that flea bag hurt you.”
it was true, Ash wasn’t going to let anyone harm Mary-Lynnette. He did wonder why in the world a werewolf was in Briar Creek attacking his girlfriend and soul mate, but then again he now had a lot of questions to ask and most he wasn’t going to get answers. What he knew was there was defiantly more werewolves in town, and that worried him for his sisters and his love.
For a moment they just clung to each other, his hands slowly stroking her hair in that protecting manor as her face buried into his shirt. After a moment she looked up, and his breathing caught. Slowly that lazy smile crossed his lips, his hands stroking her cheek as he admired her. She was so beautiful. This was the woman he loved, this was the girl he was planning on spending forever with. He wanted to just be with her like that forever, but as a frown crossed her face it crossed his own. She pushed him away, and desperately he tried to cling to her but wasn’t fast enough to catch her elbows as she went down. “Mary-Lynnette!”
in a flash he was down with her, holding her up as she tried to get up. She was hurt, and only then did he look down to look at her wounds. She was bleeding....heavily. His mouth opened as he let out a breath, the smell of blood covering her and for a moment he felt dizzy. Blinking as he caught himself, he stood up steadily, his arms holding Mary-Lynnette by her elbows as she tried to stand up. He nodded as she asked for his help – Ash would do anything for her. He seemed to already know what was coming subconsciously, yet it knocked him back when she asked. She wanted....to become like him? There had been a time when he had wanted that so much, but......but he had been away for a year and truly know understood more than just for his personal gain. He didn’t want to take away her humanity, and he knew she wasn’t ready. If she had been fine and not in this position, would she of asked the same? A frown laced his lips and almost he felt broken. He loved her yes but was he willing to take away her life for it? Slowly he held her, making sure she was steady. “Yes, that’s true Mary-Lynnette. But i’m not going to take away your human life just because your injured. I know you like being human....i know your jumping to a conclusion too fast without thinking. I can heal your wounds if you take me blood, but i won’t make you a vampire right at this moment. You need to think about what your leaving behind.”
slowly he sat her down, the cave seeming so cold yet it didn’t even touch his skin that way. Slowly he raised his wrist to his mouth and extending his fangs, wincing as he cut his wrist and allowed blood to pour out. There had to be a fair exchange for him to make her a vampire, this way the blood would just heal her wounds and hopefully stop her from bleeding. Smirking as the blood flowed, he looked back up to the girl he loved. “Plus, i think my sisters would kill me.”
moving himself closer to her he held out his wrist close to her face. “You need to drink my blood.”
he gave her his wrist, pressing her head lightly to his wrist and in a sense hoping that she would drink. If she drank she would heal and live, if not then she was going to lose more blood that at a point changing her would not save her. He didn’t want it to come to that – he had to save her.
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