And what? Even if he does; we’re only going to be talking … there’s nothing wrong with that; is there?
“So you say … but; are you sure you really believe that?”
What do you mean … of course, I do.
“Really … then; why are you two meeting all the way out here, in the middle of nowhere? Why can’t the two of you meet out in the open, somewhere back in town; instead of secretly meeting up out here, hiding within the camouflaging cover of the woods?”
She momentarily stumps me; as I try to come up with a convincing response…
This way Walter and I can talk freely talk without being interrupted; or, worry about what we say being reported back to Alpha Gordon.
Aphrodite immediately retorts, “But, if everything is as innocent as you say it is; then, what difference does it make if your conversation is reported back to him? Why are you so worried about being overheard?”
She’s got me backed into a corner; and, I have no answer. Luckily, Walter arrives; and, I hear him softly calling out for me…
“Helena; are you out here, yet? Where are you?”
“Over here.”
I lunge out of the thicket, and leap into his arms; tightly wrapping my arms around him, as I burrow my face into his chest. Tears start to trickle from my eyes; as he lovingly embraces me in his arms.
Aphrodite speaks up, in my head…
“I thought you only came out here to talk…” I can feel her start to gently purr. “Oh well, never mind; this is nice … please, don’t stop.”
Shortly, we release our embrace; which I suppose is the wise thing for us to do … considering that I could feel his penis swelling up in his pants; as it pressed itself up against my now dripping crotch. I really wish I brought an extra pair of panties with me to change into before I have to go back home. I know that someone’s going to smell the oozed out vaginal juices on them. … Talk about embarrassing.
Oh well; no time to worry about that now. I beseechingly look up into Walter’s eyes…
“You’re not really going to marry Raina or Rhiana; are you?”
I suddenly feel an inkling of trepidation starting to seep its way into my mind … then, gradually settle in my heart … as I watch him avert his eyes away from mine; and, wait with bated breath, while Walter remains silent. … He finally replies…
“I’m sorry, Helena; but, what else can I do? My uncle’s demanding that I marry one of them … and, he is our Alpha. We can’t disobey his orders.”
I immediately feel my already burdened, saddened heart become even more troubled; and, quickly sink down deeper in my chest … as a lump begins forming in my throat. My body starts to incessantly tremble; as tears rapidly trickle out from the corners of my eyes, while I begin to uncontrollably sniffle.
My shaken voice cracks; as I ask…
“I … I … I don’t understand. Why can’t you just tell your uncle that you don’t want to marry them … that you won’t?”
“I can’t do that.” He gently places his hands on my shoulders. “If I refuse to get married to one of them, my uncle said he’ll have me expelled from our pack; and, ship me off up to Canada, into the Metis Pack, just like your father had requested him to do with Adam Pearson.”
I instantly become elated; and, blurt out, “That’s perfect!”
Walter quizzically stares at me. “What do you mean ‘that’s perfect’?”
I enthusiastically explain, “If you’re sent away into the Metis pack; then, I can leave the Rainier Pack and join their pack with you. Then we could finally get married, and happily spend the rest of lives together; just like we’ve always wanted to.”
Walter slowly removes his hands from my shoulders; and, once again, averts his eyes away from mine. That uneasy feeling of trepidation begins seeping into my mind … immediately settling back into my heart … as he remains momentarily silent; before responding…
“Helena; I can’t ask you to make that kind of sacrifice for me.”
“What sacrifice?”
“Leaving the Rainier Pack; and, joining me in the Metis Pack. That’s asking too much of you.”
“How’s that asking too much of me? I love you; Walter … there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you … to be able to be with you. Nothing.”
A perplexed expression overtakes his face; as he asks doubtingly…
“Don’t tell me you’d really be willing to forsake your own pack; just so we could be together?”
My heart instantly becomes heavier yet; and, drops even further down into my chest. I don’t like the direction this conversation is heading; and, want to stop it right now … but, for some reason; I can’t seem to … and, decide to continue it; while nervously dreading the responses that may follow.
“Of course I would; I told you that I love you … and, that there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you. … You would do the same for me, if the situation was reversed; wouldn’t you?”
Walter hesitates; before surprisingly … and, devastatingly … replying…
“No … I wouldn’t. … I’m sorry, Helena; I really don’t see what good would come out of us turning our backs on our birthright-pack, just so we could be married … regardless of how much we love each other. … And, please believe me; I really do love you, Helena.”
He tries to take a hold of my hands; but, I brusquely push his hands away…
“Sure you do … just not as much as I love you, I suppose; right. Is that it?”
“Come on, Helena; can you be reasonable for just a minute, here. We…”
Under normal circumstances, I’m usually able maintain my cool; and, remain level-headed and mild-mannered. But, this is hardly a normal circumstance; by any means. My ire’s steadily on the rise now; as I curtly interrupt him…