A Blood-Like Rain

— Kaden —

I took a careful step in her direction.

She didn’t try to stop me this time.

I took another step, then another.

I could see she was hesitant, so I walked cautiously, but I kept walking.

I think she only processed my proximity when I got within arm’s length. She put a foot back, I stopped. She extended her arms to give me back my bandana. I took it and in the process my skin touched hers.

It was like a lightning bolt of shivers. I didn’t take my hand away. I wasn’t sure I could. I heard her breath caught in her throat, her body sway lightly towards mine. I took one step closer. One long step that got our bodies nearly touching. My hand was still on hers, the bandana forgotten and lying on the grass now.

The moon was rising, it was a bright night tonight, but not bright enough to see within that hood. It was just shadows.

I wanted to ask her a million questions. Her name, to see her face, where did she live? But all those questions crumbled in my mind. It was like trying to hold water in your hands, constantly slipping away. I should use restrains but my body didn’t want to listen to me. I lowered my head barely catching myself in time, barely holding back. But in respond she bent hers back, and it was all the invitation I need.

I lowered my head further and pressed my lips on hers.

I’ve kissed a woman before, I’ve done plenty of things with a woman before, but it felt like, all these years, I had no idea what kissing could really be. There was, at this very moment, and entire universe opening before me.

The only way for me to release my hold on her hand was to wrap my arms around her waist.

She mewled and it was the sweetest little sound I’ve ever heard. I pressed her harder against me and her arms went up over my body to give her fingers access to my hair. Her grip was strong but not painful and she tugged at me to deepen the kiss. Which I willingly obliged.

We were taking short breaths in between caresses. Our lips never truly apart. Our breath intermingling. Our heartbeats deafening.

The intensity was such that it took me a little while to realize something was wrong.

— Elaeya —

My heart was becoming painful, my feet faltered. I was starting to think I was about to be sick. I opened my sense to decipher what was happening to me. That’s when a sound got me out of my head and back into reality.

Steps.

Someone was coming. Someone close.

And suddenly my malaise took a whole new dimension. Was someone doing this to me? Was someone hurting me? Attacking me?

extend my senses further

by. Too close. How did it get so close?

Broad shoulders. I would say more than a foot taller than me. He had dark clothes, dark hair. The faint dusk light gave me

me with purpose and

step back in alarm and he

guess at his intentions, but I feared the worst.

stepped towards me once more and I panicked, raising one hand to

“What are you doing to me?” I

his head to one side in confusion.

saw him sniff slowly the air then get his attention more focused on

a small rock. I didn’t understand this gesture. I focused my eyes on him, opening my senses up, but my instincts said nothing.

confused than ever, I caught it.

Should I refrain from touching it. I didn’t feel any magic, any energies stirring when he did this. I didn’t

I turned my focus some. And I got a smell. A new smell. It wasn’t strong olfactory speaking, but it

from

right away what I was smelling, only that it changed everything.

him. I couldn’t see his eyes, like he probably couldn’t see mine, but I know our gaze met. And

My father said a little to me, when my mother wasn’t around, that most wolves valued mates more than anything. Some could go to great lengths to find their mates. That rejections were rarely done. That it had an impact on

time after I was born. That it’s like the world tilts, the axis changes,

finally see his face properly. His eyes were dark and searching for mine.

to bolt but I could barely move my feet. But he stopped moving. I could see he was worried. His expression was hard to read, it was

poisoned or cursed when I first laid eyes on him. Now I understood he was himself a poison far deadlier than

I tried to give it back to him, but it got worse.

was neglectful. I let our skin touch, never realizing

my mind, and as he

thought I had lost my mind, but never so much as when

should have been a warning. Something for me to be wary of. Not something to seek. Not something to embrace. Not someone to throw myself

and control. But not tonight, not anymore. And the enchanting attraction of that

We were probably both out of control, the temptation

hand brushed accidentally against something metallic, that took me by surprise, and I tried with all my might to focus on it instead. Like someone drowning in rapids, trying to hold on to the rocks. I needed a rock for my mind. Something to keep my head out of these

it was that of a sword. And next to it was another weapon, I didn’t need to touch

focused on that

armed and I

was just there kissing him.

It took me everything to lower my right hand until it lay

to gain back