[shiro08]

I thanked all gods when I heard my mate speaking. He's okay, he's still alive! My tears sprung heavily, but it was now in mix with joy. I hugged him tightly, very much relieved.

Then I felt him gently caressing my face, and he made vows that made my wolf very happy in spite of hurting. Andres accepted me as his. And here I was thinking I've lost everything for nothing. In my joy and gratefulness, I kissed him.

"I'm the one that should be sorry. My father did this to you. I'm okay, but are you?" He was wiping my tears and I can't help to lean into his touch.

"Thank you for accepting me as your mate. I'm forever yours." That night turned out really well than it started. We made love and many more of those the following days. By now he was truly not just a stranger. He was my beloved. I love him deeply, and I know he feels the same for me.

It was finally the time for us to leave. Somehow, I feel strange. I feel drained and a bit nauseous. But we must go and I can't worry my love. For sure he's already stressing out where we'll go. I'll be fine. Maybe I'm just nervous. This will be the first time I'm leaving the territory after all.