Loki's POV:
How dare she make me feel like that? I felt weak, like a mortal. Oh, how I loathed myself for the soft-spot I had gained for her in merely an hour. I had never ever felt like this before. Not even with my adoptive mother and father. And I did have a mild soft-spot for them.
Turned my head over to where she was, I gazed up and down her body. My chest ached, and I felt almost normal. I didn't feel like my self, or in better words, I didn't feel evil.
I really wanted to hate her, I really did, but I just couldn't bring myself to do so. Just the utter sound of her voice made my stomach turn, and I only knew her for a short amount of time. When I looked at her, I didn't want to enslave the humans, I just wanted to hold her in my arms.
She made me feel so different.
Grabbing her waist, I picked her up and held her against my chest. I really did hate myself for how I felt about her. But, I did know one thing.
That she is my soul mate, and I am in-love with her.
Sorry, it's so short >. Thanks for reading
