| Subject: ::A Mother's Love:: |
Author:
Tabitha
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Date Posted: 11:08:05 12/23/05 Fri
In reply to:
Bradly
's message, "-Outcast-" on 18:47:02 12/20/05 Tue
A lightning quick flash of anger passed through her eyes. She couldn't discern it, didn't want to. She wanted to continue, but her mission compelled her to rid herself of Bradly as soon as she possibly could. She could only give him danger and trouble... and because she liked him, she didn't want him in her life. No, it didn't make sence, but Tabitha rarely made sence where her family was concerned. Right now, all her time, stamina, strength, and attention should be on finding her missing daughter. His touch was gentle on her face, causing her to turn her cheak into his palm. Softly, she murmered a confession. It's been years since I've been with a man.. It wasn't an easy confession, but it seemed she couldn't help but admit the truth to him.
His confession of his beast startled her, forcing her to draw back, away from him to study his features, to gaze into his eyes, probing. It had been years since she'd done that, searched for the inner beast in someone. She saw the truth in his words, the beast lurking below the surface, content and submissive to her. Why? You're by no means a submissive male... Your beast should inhance your dominance, and yet.... She frowned, fighting to come up with teh right words. While she searched, she lazily linked her arms behind his neck. There was several things he didn't know about her. The fact that she had her own beast one of them. However, it had been years since she'd let the tirant loose, and she had mastered the art of appearing like a normal human. Normal, she was not. Inuyasha gave her more than a daughter. He gave her his demon as well. She wasn't precisely a werewolf, but close enough. Once again, Tabitha focused her eyes on Bradly's, her own saddness and guilt evident. Tonight.... She paused, seeking the courage she knew it would take to tell him the absolute truth. I wouldn't have died... not unless... well, not unless several of them ganged up on me. Unwilling to see the accusation in his eyes, she dropped her gaze, letting her hands fall as well, into her lap. I'm very similar to you Bradly. Not the same, per se, but close, very close. She didn't dare glancing up at him, afraid that his domineering personality would turn on her, force her into what she hated. No, that wasn't right, she didn't hate her otherside, she was afraid of it... unknowing of how to controll it.
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