Chapter Sixty

Title: Flash Fire

Pairing: Garrett/Bella

Summary: She sacrificed a lot for her brother so he could escape hell. Now in isolation, will she find her own happiness or will war come knocking once more?

Author Note: this is going to be a drabble, so chapters will be anywhere between 100-600 words.


Chapter Sixty

Garrett purred softly as he propped up on one elbow, his free hand trailing down the scars on his mate’s face and neck, pausing at the brand new scar, a beacon to all vampires that the woman below him was his.

A soft fond smile touched her lips. “It is a scar I will wear proudly.”

“Just like the one upon my neck and upon my wrist that I will as well.” He hummed, a gentle smile reflecting her own.

He was claimed.

He was hers.

It took a month and two weeks for him to break through all her walls, to show and prove that he wasn’t afraid of her anymore. It had changed drastically after that afternoon with Kate, telling the Succubus her name while he showed her, her fires scars upon his leg.

They grew close, shared things that had not been uttered out loud for centuries.

It had been her move first, the game her idea and it took him by surprise that beyond everything she was shy with how she looked because of the wars, of her punishments and the results they caused.

Even now, laid bare beneath him mottled in scars she was beautiful.

Oh how he adored her and in time he knew that he would someday love her, it was hard not to.

Not with the way she looked at him as if he was the brightest star in the sky, the way she smiled so soft, so open and only for him. She had seen her, the true her. Isabella Whitlock was a sweet, cunning girl with a mischievous spark.

Even years after everything, her death, her torture and the things she has witnessed and done… Isabella did not break; she merely bent by the weight like a snow laden branch refusing to give. He admired that strength, the devotion to her family and even the darkest of her.

Without Enyo, his Isabella would have broken for this he knew to be true… But without Isabella, Enyo would have burned the world to the ground and he would never have found her.

“What are you thinking about?” Bella asks a twinkle in her eyes, her hand brushing against his bare chest.

“You.”


Author Note: A little bit of fluff, I had to give them some good before I brought all the hell looming down upon them.

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