Captive Of The Count

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Just kidding....just kidding😭😭take it easy on me

Amara's pov

                        I heaved a sigh, stroking my fingers across my free hand as I watched puppy Orian emerge from the bushes with a stick in her mouth and her tail wagging uncontrollably as she ran towards me with excited little barks.

"Good girl." I cooed when she dropped the stick before me and she sat on her tail, head raised with the tongue out panting at my praises, "That's my girl." I smiled at her, stroking my fingers across her fur as she eased into my touch enjoying the feel of it.

I rubbed her some more before dropping my hand to pick up the stick, "Go!" I half yelled as I launched it in the air, she barked with a jump hopping right after and racing towards the direction of my throw to find the stick.

As she was gone again, I had time to ponder on my situation.

I slowly drew my hand towards my stomach, the fingers stretched over the now prominent bump as I skimmed them over touching the bump with a soothing rub, "Hey my girls." I greeted pating at the bump gently, "Today I am gonna tell you about how your father and I met for the second time..."

I took the slight ache in that region as an answer and smiled as I rubbed my hand over the spot over and over again.

"I call him grump..."

    

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                    I walked back to the castle with my puppy trodding by my side happily, well I wouldn't exactly call her a puppy anymore, she was quite big now, making paw prints in the snow with her fur blending in with it.

I pulled at the edges of my sweater, pulling it closer, as a slight chill ran through me and when I looked beyond the hills I was meant to climb, I could see Nexus and Rose in each other's embrace.

A sad smile graced my features and the thought of Orian came to my mind as always.

It had been days at first, days turned into weeks and those weeks turned into months, months of yearning for him to be back while I bore the burden of the pregnancy alone and the pain of his absence.

My family was by my side as always but it couldn't make up for the absence of my mate.

Not a day passed by without thinking of him.

I had his clothes in my bed, breathing in his scent any chance I got, I had his diaries wishing he'd come back and write some more in them and hide them from me teasing that he would never let me see them. I had the jewelry he had gotten for me over our time together and I had the memories, his words, his seductive touches, and the way he held me captive with his gaze each time he looked at me and while I tried to be strong, Cora took extra long runs in the cold to cope with the pain.

A shiver of pain wracked through me and I heaved a sigh whispering to myself that it would be all right but I knew that it wasn't.

It would probably never be.

I had tears in my eyes that I quickly wiped away while ascending the snow-covered hill but they fell yet again when I remembered that I hadn't heard his voice since the night he sent me away at the borders nor do I have new memories of his smiles.

I let the tears fall and hugged my arms tight around myself sniffing as my head was swarmed with memories of us, just memories, they were all I had now.

"You have to be strong Amara." I whispered to myself as I neared the castle, "For the babies." I told myself again despite knowing that it wasn't easy from the beginning and that it would never be easy without him by my side.