The lovers

ITS HER

Dante (part)

the dark skies denied of any source of light where the color of her after which she opened the , she still as small as the last time I saw her and its she never left. the black wavy hair of her hair fell to flow like a water fall of black thick ink as hi caught she was beautiful but I needed assurance It was her , after getting out of my hand in a sheer second my wolf whimpered at the lose not contact , I told to be knowing well I would get an answer but her answer would tell if it was her , my lene , she retired at me with venom spilling from every word and laughed my head now I am sure it's her.

ever since riot (my wolf ) absent mindedly said mate to her some years back I wanted make sure of it and verified I hope you see Apollo I have found her.

"hello sir sack are you gonna order or not . I smiled at her insults they were still as cute as her unwavering ego. the usually Jade ...I said putting much emphasis on her name oh am biti the hand that's gonna kill me but it a romantic way I mean.

I stared at the black coffee she placed on the table she is still the same woman I fell for thousands of years ago and I know she won't remember but I will let her know... I will tell my dearest selene