She looks at me with those sad elf eyes begging me not to leave. "Never has Bast worried over humans but you… you worry me acting hero all the time" Bast says dragging me back to bed. "The blood lords march out today and I with them" I sigh getting up and putting on my armor" and I'm not a fragile human I'm a werewolf one of the few changed suited to this life style .I will live to come home to you and to our bed." Pulling some thing from my pack then kneeling by the bed I show her a ring knowing my meaning she screams 'yes' locking her lips on mine
A/N: if i don't get any reviews i will not finish it... also my first fic