Absolutely Not According To Everybody
680 Words
By Sunrise Lucien had reached three conclusions
'Elara Thorn made excellent tea,
Second her cottage was haunted by chaos dequised as pets and third his wolf has lost his ever loving mind
Mate
No
Mate
No we are not doing this.
Across the kitchen Elara watched as he sat there.
"Are you , arguing with yourself ? "
Lucien blinked
"What ?"
"You've been staring at the wall for five straight minutes " she gestured pausing from the herbs she was grinding up.
Mortimer landed gracefully on a windowsill
" I've seen this before "
Elara raised a eyebrow " Oh ?"
The last wolf who looked that miserable accidentally proposed"
"I am not proposing "
Pip hanging upside down from a ceiling beam squeaked happily
Mortimer translated without missing a beat
" The flying raisin says it's is a little early"
" It is considerably early "
Elara hid a smile behind her mug
"You know most people just say thank you after being stitched back up and being saved from near death"
" I would have " he gestured toward Mortimer
" your raven keeps emotionally assaulting me "
"I provide constructive criticism"
" You called my beard a cry for help" e exclaimed
"it was " he squawked "
Elara snorted into her tea
Lucien looked toward her and smiled
"There it is "
"what ? "
"that laugh "
"What about it ? "
"Nothing "
his wolf purred everything
Absolutely not he wasnt falling for the witch with dirt under her nails and moonlight in her curls he definitely wasnt noticing ths tiny scar across her nose or the freckles sprinkled across her shoulder like constellations. or the way she hummed at her plants as she watered them because she thought none of us were listening.
Nope
Not happening.
Outside something slammed into the cottage hard enough to rattle every window.
The room fell silent
Mortimer feathers puffed and Pip ran under Mortimers wing
Elaras smile disappeared
" What was that"
she sighed
"Not What" she rolled her eyes.
"Who. "
she didnt answer the door instead she calls slide 3 deadbolts into place and whispered something against the door and soon around the door and the windows glowed blue.
outside silence then-
another impact.
Harder
"Lucien looked at Elara. You expecting company "
she laughed "If I was I'd of baked"
scratches came from outside
Mortimer hopped onto Luciens shoulder bringing Pip with him
"Thats not another wolf"
" I know "
" Smells wrong"
"I know " Lucien said looking to Mortimer then to Elara
The air turned cold
colder than magic should ever feel
Something whispered outside
Not words you could make out just enough to make the hair on the back of Luciens neck stand up. Pip buried himself into Luciens shirt until only his tiny ears poked out.
"I dont like this Mortimer whispered quietly from Luciens shoulder.
Elara reached beneath the table.
when she brought her arm back up she wasn't holding a broomstick.
she was holding a wicked looking ironwood wrapped in silver vines
"You should leave "
Lucien laughed once
"Not a chance"
"Theyre probably here for me"
"Yeah that makes me want to leave "
she stared at him
"You've known me for like what.....twelve freaking hours ? Twelve irritating hours but seriously? "
"And ?"
"and your pack almost killed you to let rogues in you shouldnt want to stay "
"And apprently twelve hours is enough that if I leave my wolf will never forgive me"
Before she could argue
BOOM !
the door of her cottage flew inward . Moonlight poured into the cottage
Standing in the doorway was a woman dressed entirely in black. antlers woven into her silver hair. and her smile much to come for someone who just destroyed a perfectly good door.
Her eyes settled on Lucien
Then Elara
then the fruit bat peeking from under luciens shirt .
"well " she said softly " this is awkward "
Mortimer groaned
"I hate it when the Villans have manners"
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