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Wrecked	By : Wildfaerie Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 6016 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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AN: Wheee!!! Another chappie up and fairly quickly too. It’s not quite as long as I would of liked but I think it contains exactly what it needed.
I can’t wait for the next chapter. There just might finally be some of that Troll lovin’. 😉
Please read and review. Ya’ll have no idea how happy your words make me. Knowing that there are people that really love my characters as much as I do make it all worth it and then some.

Disclaimer: As per usual, I don’t own anything owned by Blizzard and all references of WoW belong to Blizzard. My characters are however, my own.

Ch. 7

Taylin whipped her head around to face Sen’krii, who was standing just inside the tree line staring at her with glowing red eyes full of emotion. His chest was heaving as he clenched his fists at his sides. She didn’t know why, but seeing him there brought the sting of tears to her eyes. Covering her face with her hands, Taylin allowed the tears to fall as sobs wracked her body. Goddess she was sick of crying, but she just couldn’t seem to stop. Too much had happened, too much of her world had been turned upside down. So, she gave up resisting and let the tears flow.

Sen was having an internal battle on the shore. His body had surged forward of its own accord when he had heard Taylin yell, but once he caught sight of her, he froze. His heart was racing. He wanted to go to her, comfort her, but she had been so scared back at the hut. He was afraid he’d scare her even more. Sen also knew that if he went to her and held her, he’d be done for. He didn’t think he would ever be able to resist her again if he held her in his arms. ‘Like you can walk away from her now,’ his heart reminded him. The sound of her sobs interrupted any retort he could have made within his head. Eyes refocusing, he saw her curl in upon herself as her body shook with each gut wrenching wave of tears.

‘To hell with it,’ he thought to himself as his body was already wading through the water towards her. As he reached her, he carefully picked her up and sat upon the rock, tucking the shaking elf into his lap. Taylin’s tears never slowed in their intensity as she curled up impossibly small against Sen. Sen had sat with his legs folded and Taylin was sitting on his right thigh with her knees pulled up against her chest as her feet rested on his left thigh. Her face was turned and buried against his chest, her fists clenching and unclenching in his armor. Sen’krii had his strong arms wrapped tightly around her, one hand rubbing soothingly up and down her back while his other was running through her silky hair.

Sen hadn’t said a word, partly because he had no idea what to say, but mostly he was afraid he would say something he wasn’t sure he or she was ready to hear. But when Taylin’s sobs turned into hiccupping dry heaves he finally spoke, “Shh. Shh leetle elfie. It be ok. I ain’ gonna let nuttin happen ta ya.” Taylin’s shoulders went from heaving to shuddering as she buried herself even deeper against Sen’s chest. She was so melded to him it was hard to tell where Night Elf ended and Troll began.

Feeling her retreat even deeper within the circle of his arms, Sen felt his walls come shattering down around him. “Taylin,” he started so softly she thought she had imagined it, but he continued and her ears strained to hear him over her own muffled sobs. “Ya be breakin’ dis Troll’s heart wit ya tears,” he whispered above her head. His arms tightened around her.

Taylin’s breath hitched in her throat as she completely froze. ‘Had she heard him right?’ He had never been that soft or gentle before. Her heart swelled with hope then instantly broke again as her confusion robbed her of the moment. Sen mentally kicked himself when she froze at his words. ‘You’re a fool, mon,’ he thought. There was no hiding or going back now and he was sure he had just ruined everything. Deciding he would just act like he hadn’t said anything, Sen cleared his throat and spoke a bit louder and clearer, “Tell meh wha happen elfie.”

With the change in his voice and even his attitude, Taylin was almost sure she had imagined his gentle words. Taylin shook her head slowly and mumbled, “I can’t,” against his chest. She still had no clue how she was going to tell him that she remembered everything. And she didn’t know what would hurt worse: Him telling her to go home because he didn’t return her feelings or him telling her to leave because he did and there couldn’t be something between them. Either way, she was scared out of her mind that he would make her leave now that she had her memories back. Her heart ached to see her family and Cadren again, but she also knew her heart would shatter if she was forced to leave Sen’krii. And so, she just kept running mental circles of increasing confusion within her overwhelmed mind.

Sen had no idea what to do for the distraught elf. When a relationship got this far, he usually just bailed. He never had the desire to put forth the effort to truly care about the females he’d had in his life. The only exception being his sister, but she was strong like him, so she usually dealt with her emotions on her own. He was completely unprepared for the sensations and desires he was currently experiencing. He wanted Taylin to be happy. He wanted to fix everything that was broken in her world for her. He knew he would do anything she asked if he could just see her smile at him. He would give anything to ensure her happiness. Shoving that realization aside, Sen knew he couldn’t even begin to help or fix what was wrong if he couldn’t get her to at least tell him what was going on.

Leaning back slightly, Sen very gently pulled the girl back and placed a knuckle under her chin, tilting her face up so he could look down at her, “Come now girlie. Tell meh wha be wrong. No mattah wha ya know meh gonna try ta help. Dun ya trus ol’ Sen?” Her sobs had quieted down to sniffs and hiccups as she downcast her eyes and said, “No,” not being able to look at him. She was still scared as to what he would do when he found out everything.

So sudden was the hurt that gripped his heart that he didn’t even notice he had dropped his arms away from her and looked away. After everything he had done for her and what they had been through, she didn’t trust him. It stung. When his arms left her sides so suddenly she realized her mistake and quickly shoved her fears to the side. Tentatively, she reached a hand out and grabbed his tusk, pulling his face back to her. Carefully she maneuvered herself between his long tusks so she could look him straight in the eyes. Deep ruby met glowing silver as both their breaths caught. Taylin softly spoke, “Of course I trust you.” Before she could finish, Sen interrupted, “But ya jus...” Taylin interrupted him this time with a soft shake of his tusk that she still held and smiled, “Silly troll. I trust you with my life. I meant no to telling you what happened. I’m scared how you will react.”

His mind racing, Sen told it to kindly shut the fuck up as he decided to let this play out before he jumped to anymore conclusions. Carefully he leaned forward and rested his forehead against Taylin’s, his tusks settling on her shoulders, and his arms wrapping around her waist. He knew he was essentially trapping her, but he was done playing around. He was going to find out what had happened and she wasn’t leaving til she told him everything. Hell, he was seriously debating discussing what was between them just to get everything out. He didn’t want any more misunderstandings on either side. He was a strong male troll that was in the Horde’s upper military, and it was high time he started acting like it and take back some control. Swallowing and getting his body to fully relax, he tightened his grip on her waist, “Taylin. Tell meh everytin. I promise I won inte’rupt o’ get upset wit ya. But I need ta know wha’ be goin’ t’rough dat head o’ yours.” When he felt her hesitation, he added, “Please.” Taylin had had her eyes closed, feeling comfort and safety being so thoroughly surrounded by him, but she also felt a tad awkward at their proximity. At his soft “please”, she opened her eyes and looked up into his. Sighing, she said, “Ok.” ‘I have to tell him eventually. Might as well just rip the proverbial bandage off and hope my heart can handle his rejections,’ she thought. “But only on one, well two conditions,” she said with a sad smile.

Happy to finally be getting somewhere, Sen’krii reached a hand up and brushed the tear streaks off her cheek with his thumb. “Anyting. Jus’ name it,” he answered with a smile. “Once I start, absolutely no interruptions or questions until I’m finished, understand?” Taylin asked. “I alreadeh be givin’ ya mah word on dat, woman. Wha’ mo’ ya be wantin’?” he huffed at Taylin. Absent mindedly her left hand’s fingers trailed up and down his right tusk, while her right hand rested on his left arm at her hip. She allowed herself to touch, fearing this would be her last chance to do so. “Because I know you Sen, and some of the things I have to say aren’t going to sit well with you. I want to be able to explain everything before either your temper or coldness has a chance to take hold,” she said lowering her eyes from him.

Not wanting to remove his hands from where they had settled on her hips, he tilted his head enough to softly knock the tusk she was stroking into her jaw. That got her to look up at him, “Elfie, I be givin’ mah word. I won say a ting til ya say I can,” Sen said while looking straight into her eyes. When she nodded, he asked, “So wha be dah otha condition?” With a small shiver that traveled her whole body, Taylin replied, “That we go somewhere warmer to finish this conversation. I’m starting to freeze out here so close to the water, but I don’t want to go back to the hut. This needs to only be between us right now. I’ll talk to Kreeva tomorrow.” ‘Hopefully by then the mess in my head will be sorted and I’ll be able to say goodbye without totally falling to pieces. Plus, I’ll be able to deal with my heartbreak alone once Sen leaves after we talk,’ she thought to herself sadly.

Without warning, Sen stood up, taking Taylin with him. He slid one arm under her knees and the other stayed wrapped round her back as he cradled her against, him, pulling her snug against his warm body, “Silly elfie. Why didn’ ya say say ya were cold earlier?” “Honestly I didn’t even realize how cold I was til just now. Too much goin’ on in my head I suppose,” she said as she thumped his chest. “I can walk ya know,” she huffed. “Yah, but dis way ya won get wet. ‘Sides, ya warmer dis way an’ it be easiah ta carry ya ta where we be finishin’ dis talk,” Sen replied with a chuckle as Taylin pouted but snuggled deeper against his chest. ‘I certainly could be getting’ used to this,’ Sen thought to himself as he tightened his hold. “Where are we going anyways?” Taylin asked, her voice muffled by his leather and mail chest plate. “Jus’ hold on tight ‘n yull see,” Sen’krii replied as he felt her arms snake up around his neck. ‘Yup. Definitely could get used to this,’ was his thought as he stepped off the rock and into the chilly water.

Thankfully, Trolls tended to run hotter than most the other races, so it wasn’t that bad. ‘Who am I kidding, that water is fucking freezing,’ his mind snapped at him. Quickly, he shifted Taylin higher on his chest to make sure she stayed dry. Thanks to his height, the highest the water came up was to his waist, but he didn’t want to risk getting her wet. Once they were on dry land again, Sen shifted Taylin’s position again. This time he turned her body and pulled her legs around his waist. ‘He manipulated me as though I weigh hardly anything at all,’ Taylin thought as a blush stained her cheeks at this new position. Sen’s arm tightened behind her back as he started walking into the trees, “Gonna need both mah hands, so hold on tight girlie.” Sen did his best to ignore the surge of warm blood that coursed through his body when Taylin tightened her legs around his hips and her arms wrapped tighter around his neck, her cheek laying against his chest, just over his heart.

Taylin was very glad she was holding on tight because the troll suddenly coiled his legs and leapt up onto a high branch, grabbing one above to steady them. Taylin gave a startled yelp and squeezed her thighs tighter against Sen’s hips as he jumped to another tree. She could both hear and feel his heart quicken at her actions. Smirking to herself at what she could do to him, she decided to try to purposely see if she could make his heart race. Just before Sen jumped up to a higher branch, Taylin clenched her thighs tightly and released a warm puff of breath against his throat. Immediately Sen’s heart doubled its pace and Sen almost lost his footing. “Ya keep dat up girlie and I be makin’ no promises ‘bout not droppin’ us ta da ground or ‘bout us finishin’ dis conversation,” he softly chuckled out in playful warning, punctuated with him slipping a hand under her rump and sliding her to his side, where she sat on his hip like you would carry a toddler. Taylin gave a squeak when she felt his hand give her ass a quick pat before reaching up for the next branch. “Dat’s a good leetle elfie,” he snickered when she retightened her hold around him.

Once he made it to the top of the tree he was looking for, he pulled Taylin back around to his front and settled down on the large branch with Taylin in his lap, her legs still around his waist. Scooting back so she was sitting more on his thighs and not quite so flush against his hips, Taylin took in her surroundings. She realized they were sitting on a well-worn branch, that had been covered in thick fluffy fern like branches to make it more comfortable. Other branches had been cleared away to make more space for someone to lie back with their back propped against the trunk of the tree. It was almost cozy and very private. Sen reached over to a nearby branch and retrieved a small cloak that was hung there. He usually rolled it up into a pillow while he laid up here watching Taylin, but tonight he wrapped it around Taylin’s small frame.

“Bettah?” he asked as he relaxed back against the trunk, one hand staying on Taylin’s hip to make sure she stayed balanced in his lap so she wouldn’t fall. At least that’s what he told himself the only reason was. “Much,” she said as she wrapped it tighter around herself. The cold ocean wind didn’t reach up here in the trees and she was already starting to feel much warmer. Taylin hadn’t realized she had been wiggling until his hands shot out and stilled her hips. With a sound somewhere between a growl and a sigh, Sen picked her up and sat her side saddle in his lap. He bent his knees and crossed his ankles behind her on the branch which spread his thighs slightly. Taylin found herself sitting on the branch with her legs draped over his right thigh and her body leaning against his with his left arm wrapped tightly around her waist, his fingers gripping her hip.

“Will you quit manhandling me already!” she snapped out. “I will when ya stop wrigglin’ dose hips of ya’s against mine. It be distractin’,” he smirked at her and squeezed her hip. She turned away with a small huff. She was about to ask him what this place was when she noticed the view. Sitting on this branch, she had a perfect view of her grotto. Especially of her favorite stone, the one they had just been sitting on, where she liked to sunbathe and of the waterfall where she actually bathed. Absolutely mortified, she twisted her body towards Sen and slammed both of her fists down onto his chest, knocking the wind from him, “You goddam sneaky, perverted Troll. Just how long have you been spying on me?!” Regaining his breath, Sen coughed and turned away from Taylin’s furious glare. Taylin heard him mumble something incoherent even to her sensitive hearing. Grabbing a tusk, Taylin yanked his face back towards her, “Well? How damn long? And don’t you fucking lie to me,” Taylin hissed out still holding him in place by his tusk.

Sen’krii gulped. He’d never seen Taylin so mad and he had never heard her swear at him. And the Loa help him, he was completely turned on by it. Her forcefulness towards him was exciting his more primal side. Thank the Gods he had moved her out of his lap, but if she happened to look down between them, she’d be liable to jump out of the tree screaming or, more likely, just shove him out of it. Deciding to see just how riled up he could get her, he decided to be completely honest. Locking his eyes with hers he smirked, “Since da firs’ day ya found it.”

Taylin’s whole body immediately flushed red, from the point of her ears, to the tip of nose and even to the ends of her fingers and toes, “But that was months ago!” She narrowed her eyes and with a speed Sen didn’t know she possessed, she cocked her arm back and punched him in the side of the jaw. There was a loud pop and Taylin realized she had dislocated his jaw. Growling, Sen shoved his jawbone back in place, his regenerating abilities already dulling the pain and correcting the stretched ligaments. “Serves you right you damn horny troll,” Taylin said rubbing her knuckles. ‘That fucking hurt,’ she screamed in her head.

Sen’krii was at a loss for words. She had completely caught him off guard with that punch, ‘And fuck can she punch hard. Though I guess I did piss her off pretty bad,’ he thought rubbing his sore jaw. Then he noticed her rubbing her knuckles. ‘They gotta be killing her with how hard she hit me. It ain’t no simple feat knocking a troll’s jaw loose,’ he thought as he reached for her hurt hand. Carefully, he brought it up to his lips and softly kissed each swollen knuckle. “Ya be havin’ no idea jus’ wha ya do ta meh when ya down dere. Showin’ all dat purple skin, ya hands slidin’ ovah ya bodeh like a lovah’s caress.” Taylin was about to slam her fist into his face again, but Sen was ready this time and caught it easily. Tugging her forward by her fist, Sen expertly slid his tusks around her face and caught her lips against his in a fiery kiss. Tightening his hold on her waist, Sen brought her body flush against his, effectively showing her just what she did to him. Taylin hadn’t reacted to the kiss having been so thrown off guard by it. That is until she felt his arousal pressing into her lower abdomen. The feeling caused her to open her mouth as a surprised squeak left her lips. However, she forgot Sen was still kissing her and he took full advantage of her parted lips.

Sen swept his long tongue into her mouth for a taste, ‘Gods she tastes amazing. Sweet like honey yet with an exotic spice,’ he thought. He knew he would crave this taste for the rest of his life.

Feeling his tongue slip between her lips, Taylin found herself kissing him back. The hand that been ready to punch him was now buried in his mohawk while her other hand was holding on to his tusk for dear life. Sen’krii pulled her harder into his body and into the kiss, spurred on by her reaction. She moaned against his lips, his tongue sliding against hers in response. Suddenly Taylin started growing bolder. She allowed her tongue to fight against his in dominance. Eventually, she slid her tongue into his mouth for her own taste. She was surprised by his taste, she had expected him to taste primal or earthy like his smell, instead he tasted of citrus that had been sprinkled with pepper. Tangy with a note of heat. It suited him perfectly now that she thought about it. Another unbidden moan escaped her throat and vibrated against his lips.

Breaking the kiss to gulp down some much-needed air, Taylin took advantage of the small gap between them and once again her seating position changed, but this time she had done it. Her legs were back on either side of his, straddling him once more. Feeling her willingly straddle his hips brought a feral growl to Sen’s lips. The hand at her lower back dropped to feel the curve of her soft ass. Pushing firmly against her, Sen brought Taylin’s body even harder to his. His hips ground up against hers as he continued to push hers down. Taylin’s breath hitched in her throat at the sensation. She could clearly feel his arousal grinding against her. Goddess how she wanted him, wanted this.

A sharp sting at her throat made her take notice, Sen had lowered his lips to the junction of her neck and shoulder. His teeth felt amazing against her heated skin, but that wasn’t what caused the sting. Sen had placed his tusks around the front and back of her throat so he could suckle at her throbbing artery. The tusk at the front of her throat had pressed into her dangerously close to breaking the skin.

It felt like a gallon of ice water had been dumped over her head as memories of the night she had cut herself on his tusk came flooding back. It wasn’t that she was afraid of him, it was that with the return of those memories, all her memories and thoughts came rushing back. She suddenly remembered why they were out here in the first place. They were supposed to be talking, not close to ripping each other’s clothes off.

Mustering every ounce of self-control she had left, Taylin placed both hands flat on his chest and with a frustrated growl, pushed herself away from the hungry troll as she carefully angled herself out from between his rusks. “Wait, wait. Stop!” Her voice cut through his lust hazed brain and he shook his head, clearing his vision as his hold on her lessened. Finally, being able to focus, he looked at her in confusion. ‘Did I do something wrong?’ he wondered as fear crept into his heart and eyes at the thought that maybe he had hurt her.

Seeing the confusion and fear in his eyes, Taylin did her best to ignore the thrumming in her lower body. She felt like a live wire, humming with energy. Once again, she placed her hand on his tusk and caught his eyes with her own. Biting her lip to keep herself focused, she drew blood with her sharp canine. It took all of Sen’s will power to keep from leaning forwards and lick that drop of blood from her swollen lip. He refocused on her eyes, waiting on her to explain. Taylin watched him lick his lips and she had to close her eyes, lest she lose herself to him again.

Sighing, Taylin opened her mouth, “Sen, trust me when I say I don’t want to stop, but understand that we need to stop. I need you to at least listen to what I have to say before we go any further. If after everything I must tell you, you still want to pick this up, I won’t stop you.” Taylin knew she was done for if they slept together. She didn’t want just some fling, she wanted him. She needed him to understand that. That if they continued this, her heart would belong to him and she thought she would shatter if he took her then made her go home once he learned her memories had returned. But she also knew that she wouldn’t have the strength to be able to stop this again. If he pursued her, she would let him. Her body craved him too much to ignore it anymore.

Desperation and need laced Taylin’s voice and Sen knew how badly she wanted him, but also how badly she needed him to hear her out. “Ya be torturin’ meh, mon, but I undahstan’. But ol’ Sen’s got a condition of ‘is own ta be addin’ ta yours,” he stated. “What?” she asked simply. “When ya done talkin’ ‘n I can speak, ya ansah any ‘n all mah questions completely truthful,” Sen responded looking her straight in the eyes. She figured that was a simple enough request and agreed, figuring his questions would be about her memories, “I give you my word under the Goddess Elune that I will answer all your questions tonight one hundred percent truthfully.” She didn’t know how much she was going to regret that promise.

Taylin inhaled deeply to calm her overly stimulated body, unfortunately for her that just filled her lungs with Sen’s primal musk. Rubbing the bridge of her nose, she tried again, this time breathing through her mouth. Her body started to relax, barely, but it was a start. ‘At least it was progress,’ she thought. She was about to open her mouth to start, when Sen interrupted by moving her yet again. She really was getting tired of feeling like a poseable rag doll in the troll’s strong arms.

Sen had picked her up and turned her around completely. Placing her on the branch in the cradle of his legs, he pulled her back flush against his front. His hands resting idly on her hips, “Dis be a bit less distractin’. But jus’ a bit mind ya. I promised ya I’d behave, so I’ll be needin’ all da help I can get.” He chuckled and Taylin could feel it rumble through his chest against her back. ‘Well this is going to be a long night,’ she mused to herself.

With a nod, Taylin started to explain. “First off, you need to know why your story affected me so much. The entire time you were talking I felt like it was familiar. It wasn’t until you finally said that male Night Elf’s name that I realized I knew him. With that revelation, the rest of my memories sort of bombarded me. I screamed because well…,” she breathed in searching for the best way to explain, “it felt like my head was going to explode with how full it suddenly became. Plus, there were so many emotions ripping through me, that I just couldn’t handle it all. I panicked and vanished to escape you and Kreeva, but more importantly, to try to escape the chaos that was raging in my head.”

“You see, that Night Elf,” she hesitated but continued, “well I didn’t just know him. He was my fiancé.” Taylin immediately felt him tense behind her. His hands seemed to be struggling to decide whether to let go or hold on tighter to her waist. True to his word though, he stayed quiet. She was impressed. She really had expected an outburst at that. Taylin rested her hands over top his and continued, “It’s not what you think though. I was forced to say yes.” She could almost hear the tension leave his body.

Taylin pulled his arms around her waist as she leaned back, resting her head on his chest as she proceeded to explain everything. All about being a rogue, her family, Cadren, and about the bastard Leidan. A few times she thought he would speak, but instead he’d just give her a squeeze with his arms. She was completely surprised with how well he was refraining from saying anything. She figured it was driving him insane.

And it was. Not being able to say a damn thing was driving him mad. Sen wasn’t an overly talkative person by nature, but right now he had so much to say and couldn’t. When she revealed that that captain had been her fiancé, he about lost it then. Initially he felt fear that she would hate him, then he saw red with anger when she said she was forced. After hearing her explain about him, he sorely wished he had made the captain suffer long and painfully. The quick death he had given him had been much too good for the bastard.

Multiple times Sen found himself biting his lip to keep from saying anything, and instead would merely tighten his hold on her. He completely understood about their being chaos in her head, he was right there with her. He didn’t think there had ever been a time in his life when there had been so many contradicting thoughts and emotions zipping through his mind at the same time. Each one vying for dominance. Fear, pain, happiness, anger, regret, sorrow, and, he could finally admit this to himself, love all raged inside him. All Sen could do was bide his time until Taylin allowed him to release the floodgate on his emotions so he could sort them all out.

Taylin finally brought her story to a close and slumped back against Sen, exhausted from all the emotions and stress coursing through her. She had revealed everything to him, well everything except her feelings towards him and her fears about losing him. She released the breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. “Alright, you can talk,” she said as she started to reposition herself facing him. Sen’s grip tightened keeping her still, “Stay dere. Dis be easiah if I can’ see ya.” Her heart broke. This was it, he was going to tell her to go home.

As Taylin was resigning herself to a life without Sen, said troll was trying to order his thought without the beautiful elf in his lap distracting him. He had a lot to say and even more questions so he needed to focus. That was one good thing about him not being able to speak for so long. It gave him a chance to truly focus and listen to everything she had to say. It allowed him to fully process some things and there were things that seemed to have gone unspoken. It was time to rectify that. So, with a grin he started to ask his questions.

“Ok,” began Sen, “so ya nevah loved dis Leidan?” “I thought I made that perfectly clear. I despised him,” answered Taylin. The conversation starting nowhere near where she had imagined. “An’ ya not mad dat I be da one dat killed ‘im?” “No, in fact I’m rather happy it was you that killed him. That’s three times now you’ve saved my life,” she really was happy it had been him. It only seemed to deepen the growing bond between them. At least to her. “An’ dere was no child?” She could feel him tense at that question. “Absolutely not. The bastard probably only said that to try and save his life.” Taylin felt him nod behind her. “Den if that all be true, I still dun undahstan’ why ya be so scared ta tell meh all dis,” he said. She didn’t say anything. He technically hadn’t asked a question so she didn’t have to answer. “Why ya so scared ta talk tah meh?” Dammit all to hell…

Sen heard her breathe deep but she still hadn’t answered. “Ya promised tah ansah meh, mon.” Clenching her eyes shut she finally answered, “I was afraid that you would kick me out. I had my memories back so I could go home. I didn’t have to stay and have you and Kreeva watch over me.” “But don yaw anna go home?” Fuck. Just how was he nailing every question she didn’t want to answer? “I do and I don’t. I miss my family, but I don’t want to leave here.” ‘Good enough,’ she thought. “Why?” The damn troll seemed to know exactly where he was going with these questions and exactly what it was doing to her. “Because I like it here with you and Kreeva. The jungle is starting to feel like home to me. Even the sounds and smells of the jungle feel welcoming and relaxing. The sights and the dangers, it really is beautiful here.” “Speakin’ of mah sista, wha’ did ya tell ‘er not ta tell meh dat night ya were both in da grotto?” “Dammit Sen, that was private,” she snapped. “Dun mattah. Ya promised ta ansah any question I ‘ad,” he smirked behind her back. He would finally know what the two had been talking about. It had bothered him to no end and his sister was keeping her mouth shut. Her body went limp against him in defeat, “Kreeva had noticed that I was falling for you and offered to talk to you. I asked her not to tell you. I just couldn’t handle you knowing that I was falling in love with you.”

Taylin’s body trembled with how vulnerable she felt. She had no idea what Sen’krii was thinking because he had finally stopped talking. ‘Sure, now he stops asking questions,’ she thought with annoyance. Sen’s whole body was absolutely still, all except his rapidly racing heart, as he asked his next question in a throaty whisper, “Ya be fallin’ in love wit’ meh?”

Taylin’s response came out in a single soft breath, “Yes.”
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