A love unspoken

Astrostorm Romance

Hidden among the trees, the figure known only as ‘The Ghost’ hovered cautiously between the branches staring down at the scene that was taking place metres from his perch.
Thanking the Goddess for his abilities to remain hidden from the Werewolves incredible sense of smell, he kept his eyes fixated on the couple stood at the alter. The young girl smiled as she spoke her vows, her hand holding on to her mate’s as he gazed upon her lovingly, listening to her speak as if it was the only voice he ever wanted to hear in his life. Placing a ring on his finger she beamed as he uttered his vows to her, a stray tear falling from her eye as she watched him push a simple gold band onto her finger before grabbing her and kissing her hungrily as the guests sat before them broke into howls of happiness.
Pulling away, he took her hand delicately, helping her down from the small stage as she used her free hand to support the slight roundness to her stomach, leading her through their packs and back toward Silver Cross pack house for the wedding party.
Nodding his head, the uninvited guest turned and dropped lightly from the tree, snaking his way like a mist through the forest and out of the packs boundary.
Wiping his face, he was surprised to feel a wetness on his cheek, his ability to cry had long been taken from him, the scene seemed to have been forced into his soul, magnifying the pain he already carried in his heart.
Giving one last fleeting look back toward the Silver Cross territory and the one person he had sworn to protect, ‘The Ghost’ shifted into his wolf and raced away to finish his next mission and return to his owners.

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