Black didn’t know exactly as to what kind of reaction that she had expected from Jadlin. Her brown hues though, did spot the looks of understanding and sincerity from Ricky and Telion. However, she had expected rage to come from her bond mate and she braced herself for a torrent of words. Instead, he released her hand and turned to face East Street. Then, a feeling of rage slammed into Black through their bond and her left arm pressed to her stomach as she shook her head in sadness. Silence ruled over her form, for she had been very much aware that this could have been his reaction. While she may have thought herself prepared, she hadn’t been prepared for it. The young equine had been trying to think of ways to calm him, to tell him not to go after the thugs that had been the cause of her pain. Her lips had parted to say something, anything to calm him, but the words refused to pass her lips. Words like, ’No really, it doesn’t hurt that much.’ Or, ’I’m fine, honestly,’ just didn’t seem adequate right at that point. Her lips turned downwards as she shook her head slowly from one side to the other, fear etching themselves deep within her downcast gaze.
Would she loose the one good thing that she had going for her? The woman knew that no matter what she did, he wouldn’t notice that she was there, for the rage that she could feel coming through the bond, was strong. It was a strong rage that Black had never experienced before. She was used to darkness, sadness and death, but never rage and it made her sit there frozen upon the spot. In reality however, she just wanted to run. For it was that fight or flight instinct kicking in, but the bond that she had with Jadlin, made her want to stay. It made her want to protect him from the possible danger that he would put himself into if he went after the thugs. Slowly, she drew in a deep breath as something seemed to grab the attention of Jadlin. She felt his staggering steps and slowly, she looked up to see the tears that decorated his cheeks. She observed him as he took in Ricky and Telion, but she only had eyes for the love of her life and what he might do.
Finally, she watched as his lips began to part as he babbled apologies that were not coherent and Black continued to remain in unfamiliar waters. What was she supposed to do? What was the right thing to do? It was then that he dropped to his knees to take her left arm into his own hands and pain flared up along the arm. Holding back a wince of pain as she bit her bottom lip, the young equine glanced over to Ricky and Telion. What was she to do? Interacting with people in this way was foreign and she felt very much like she was out of her element. Finally, her bond mate began to talk some actual words and she glanced back at him, worry framing her pale features. She felt sick, but she wasn’t exactly sure why she would feel sick at his words. Slowly, she drew in a breath, holding it before she exhaled. ”I hope that you understand when I say My Love that I cannot let you go after them, that you mustn’t.” She didn’t exactly feel like going into details about how she had already lost so many of those dear in her life and couldn’t stand losing him as well.
Would she loose the one good thing that she had going for her? The woman knew that no matter what she did, he wouldn’t notice that she was there, for the rage that she could feel coming through the bond, was strong. It was a strong rage that Black had never experienced before. She was used to darkness, sadness and death, but never rage and it made her sit there frozen upon the spot. In reality however, she just wanted to run. For it was that fight or flight instinct kicking in, but the bond that she had with Jadlin, made her want to stay. It made her want to protect him from the possible danger that he would put himself into if he went after the thugs. Slowly, she drew in a deep breath as something seemed to grab the attention of Jadlin. She felt his staggering steps and slowly, she looked up to see the tears that decorated his cheeks. She observed him as he took in Ricky and Telion, but she only had eyes for the love of her life and what he might do.
Finally, she watched as his lips began to part as he babbled apologies that were not coherent and Black continued to remain in unfamiliar waters. What was she supposed to do? What was the right thing to do? It was then that he dropped to his knees to take her left arm into his own hands and pain flared up along the arm. Holding back a wince of pain as she bit her bottom lip, the young equine glanced over to Ricky and Telion. What was she to do? Interacting with people in this way was foreign and she felt very much like she was out of her element. Finally, her bond mate began to talk some actual words and she glanced back at him, worry framing her pale features. She felt sick, but she wasn’t exactly sure why she would feel sick at his words. Slowly, she drew in a breath, holding it before she exhaled. ”I hope that you understand when I say My Love that I cannot let you go after them, that you mustn’t.” She didn’t exactly feel like going into details about how she had already lost so many of those dear in her life and couldn’t stand losing him as well.
