A Life Over, A New One Coming...

Outside the lonesome silhouetted figure stood silently - whilst away by only the sounds the caressed it's pale flesh and long lochs of pure obsidian stone. Secrets, much like the ones the twisted one had heard over so long throughout time were whispered into her ears, telling her stories, both false and true to what may have happened and what caused her to be there and then. The skies to what stretched endlessly through the thick, polluted air that covered the only amount of light other than the waning crescent off to be behind a tall skyscraper like it usually was at this hour. Light tints of dark lavender still stay aloft in the cold air as it was only beginning to hit sunset, where everyone will soon leave the outside to begin buckling down and readying for dinner with their families or even alone. Even from being at the top floor, her eyes could still see with her keen sense of sight the ant-sized people below gather their belongings and walk onwards into the comfort of their apartment complexes and work buildings. They all seemed to have a destination, whereas she had no where to go. There was no where to go, no one to see. Everyone was busy, or rather with someone at the time while she rest in the silence of her suite. She was immune to the lonely life, yet the more time without her beloved partner, the more she realized how being lonely felt and how terrible it left her inside. Her mind wandered deeply in thought as to how long it had been since her mate had left to work, that is until the voices whispered back in response as they had forgotten the time. So much had happened in his absence to what she took neat and proper care of on her own - sharing and spreading the news to only a certain few as they were expected to keep it from becoming drastically known to the pack until the father of the child knew for certain she was expecting. When he would return, she would tell him of all that's happened; everything. From the ups and downs and turns, she would tell him. That's what love does to people. It brings out the truth in them, the emotions and memories to what they shared together. And it all made sense to her now. The warrior of hers, a long forgotten memory, yet a dearest friend to her past heart lay loyal to her ranks in the disappearance of Daiken himself. She knew she had to tell him of that in warning, the last thing she wanted was another fight to erupt between the two, but that's how males were. Over-protective and incompetent creatures, she believed quietly to herself, the common approval to echo in return as the voices thought just the same.

A delicate, cold hand rest comfortably over the bulge beneath her thin materialized shirt. Her stomach had grown another inch or two since he had left, and it was becoming quite obvious in appearance to that she was indeed expecting young soon. It was almost as if she could feel it squeeze her insides and shake them up just to get a whirl out of her. But she held herself like she had when everything else would try to make her throw up, so she knew at least what to do in that case. Stubbornly shutting the door to the balcony, the wind blew passed and the heat surrounded her again. Noctavia then moved along the windows that faced the outer deck, eying the view of New York before tracing her glance to the sleek black piano at her side. Her fingers grazed just slightly over the black and white keys, pressing a few to make a melodic ring to the silent room she was lived in. Placing herself peacefully on the bench, her hands began to position themselves over the keys - nimble fingers readying to play before really pressing them down in a fit of motions. She closed her eyes calmly at the song she played, laying the tips of her fingers to prance and do as they pleased in order to form the notes that she remembered through to the back of her dark mind. When finally did she then start to hum to the melody, swaying in her seat until her belly felt as if it had flipped. Stopping abruptly, Noctavia touched her stomach lightly and looked down to see if something were wrong. Narrowing her gaze, she shook her head, only to then jump slightly in her seat at the sudden sound of the door opening. Only one person had the key to her room, which made her eyes glance to the door - their green shade to be intensified to a whole another level to when they found the image of a male walking through. His sweet scent washed over the room and filled her nose with the slightest touch to make her get up and run towards him, "Daiken!" Once she had gotten to him in time to joyfully wrap her arms around him, she loosened quickly at the feeling of her stomach press against his hard, muscled frame, sliding down back to her normal height to feel the ground and peer deeply into his eyes, "I've missed you so much, but I'm afraid will have to cut that a bit too short on the 'I miss you's' for the moment.. As you can see.." When he would put down his suitcases, she gently grabbed for his hand and pulled him in closer, shutting the door behind him, "I have very important news that needs to be unveiled to you especially." Clearing her throat, Noctavia moved to the lightswitch and flicked it on, turning so that he'd get a full view of her under the little light from the ceiling and the fullness in her lower torso. She looked to her slightly enlarged stomach for just a moment before glancing to him directly with a half-grin, "You're going to be a father, Daiken.. I'm pregnant.."

The Alphess watched as he moved in towards her, staying completely still as her hand protectively stayed over her stomach in the case of something to suddenly happen. She knew not of what it was like to have a child, nor did she ever expected to have on in her life, but surprises were always around the corner now that she had a pack, which made her only more curious as to how her pack was wandering around these days with their amount of daily dose of drama. As her face was taken gently into his palms and brought up to meet his soft, plush pair of lips, her eyes fluttered slowly shut to kiss him back, feeling the rush of impatience finally wear off as she had been waiting so long to see him. It made her think back to when he first kissed her after walking her and following her up to her suite in the elevator when their concert date was finished. Such memories could not be replaced, as her counterpart made sure of it to keep it burned at the back of her mind to remember - stored neatly in one of her thought files and pushed away with the rest she could still remember so clearly to that day; that moment.

As their foreheads touched, Noctavia opened her eyes to meet two lovely pairs of orbs - possessing the color she found most fascinating in an individual as they gave away his mood when he looked at her. There was many benefits and disadvantages to having such an unique trait such as his, but she minded nothing of it. It would be her little secret to remember for when times would get rough, and arguments would erupt once the moods started to kick in from the pregnancy. Oh boy, she thought sarcastically to herself, blocking the voices from hearing or disrupting her train of thought as the gears began to turn. She hugged her arms around his neck tightly as her lifted her, laughing kind-heartedly for she felt weightless within his grasp, like as if he were to sprout wings and take her up into the moon-lite sky, he could fly with her forever in his arms and never get tired. She loved how it felt, and when put back down, her shining smile made it's way up to look at him, "You act as if I was the one that did all the work, my love. It is after all, your child. There need not to be any acknowledgement for what's been done. I'm only carrying it, but you are the one that blessed me with it." A sigh rolled off her tongue as she put more thought into her situation he was putting her in without much to control. She will be put through more pain and feel miserable, and for what? So that she could have another walking demon's feet pitter-pattering across the floor and cause more mischief than one would ever want? Noctavia had no plans in wanting the child, but as she found the look in Daiken's eyes trace over her with pride and happiness, the female could not break his heart to have the fetus be diminished, ...It's your fault for not telling him to use protection... And with that, the voices smirked and mentally added a tally to the many times they were right and she was left to be silenced.

"Come sit, my love. It's harder than it may seem and appear than what you may not notice. There are things we must discuss that have been issued in your absence, and I need your attention." Her fingers ran along his wrist as she spoke, sliding them over his palm until they intertwined between his to be lead near to up the stairs where their large bed lay empty and wanting them to come lay down under the warm, welcoming covers. Noctavia climbed onto the bed after letting go of his hand, settling herself at her side where she usually rolled onto during their slumber and waited for him to rest on his. Slicing the space, she moved over to press against him and smiled softly before continuing her conversation, "While you were gone, I had run into an old figure of my past that you may or may not take a liking to very much, but you must understand that if you do, it may put a danger into your position as Alpha and loosing me. As for the child, I know nothing of it, not it's gender, as I want it to be a surprise for us and the pack. Ryker had come during one of my lonelier times in the mists of our home and he was the first one and only one that knows officially that I am indeed expecting. He was ecstatic with it and has promised to be the godfather if anything were to happen to us, being that he is the pack's Beta male and as you know, my best friend." Her eyes went directly to him as she meant complete seriousness with what she had to say, waiting till the questions would be brought up and nodding completely to each and everything he had to say in return. It was her role to understand her pack, from the ups and downs to whatever could be thrown at her. But for the moment, Daiken was her only priority other than the pack, and the child of theirs to be. A smile formed at her lips as she sat up a bit more and pecked his lips, "I already thought of some names while you were gone for the baby too. I was thinking Silas for the boy, and for the girl, I was a bit tied between Lyric and Peyton. What do you think?" She asked curiously, looking up at him with a slight tilt of her head. There were many other things she could talk about with him, lots of explaining that was for sure.

Her eyes looked up at him with a faint, evergreen glow as her lips pursed together into a business-like frown. She nodded to what he wished to know and knew that he deserved to hear all of it, and she would not deny or lie about it to the person she loved most of all, just as long as she'd hope for him to understand. That's all she could ever ask for is for him to cope with her on at least keeping a distance from the male if things were to branch into another direction of argument. Clearing her throat, Noctavia sighed and tilted her head against the top edge of the bedpost that sat behind their bed, calculating in her head all of what to say in the most appropriate manner so that he would not be thrown so hard the other way in looking from her point of perspective, opening her eyes to when she was most ready to begin, "While you were gone, this, figure you see had run into me while I was taking a stroll amongst our lands. It would have been a little after Christmas, for I was very alone, and Ryker and Vitani had made other plans to spend with their lovers, unlike me as you know. When I had gone out to get some air through my lungs, I had met my ex-.. fiance, Axel, whom of which has dedicated his life to me long before and have been trusted to work under my ranks as a simple Warrior, though I believe he plans to battle with Damian over the Elite rank. Mr. Evans and I had met hundreds of years ago. I am fine with him becoming Elite male as he has been trained by my himself in the past, and over time I can see that he has been quite nice on dealing with himself as to staying fit. He's older, much older, in fact. Compared to you, Axel holds at most four hundred more years on his shoulders than you. Long story short, we became quite close and well.. he was my first love. We had run off together and traveled the world, country across country just to see what it was like doing on our own and being able to see the world. In those times we killed several individuals as Axel would have only been a couple decades old and unable to contain himself as easily as he would now. Well, sad to say the immortals caught up with us and Axel had been taken away to be put into prison, taking away his life to save my own before I ran off..." Her words trailed slightly from the topic, and she knew internally that she was rambling, but it was her mate that wanted to know everything, and that meant everything. He had to know what she felt for him before meeting the Alpha, what it was like and what all had happened between them in the past till now.

Noctavia peered to him, hoping he'd at least be civilized with her as she had not mentioned any of her exes to him. There was a reason behind that, for she did not speak of such beings and figures of her past, as they did not matter. She had forgotten about them purposely so that she would not have to remember. But Daiken should've known that. And he was to understand how she felt before about the male, as her now love's heart was too once belonged to another. He knew was it was like to feel love before, the heartbreak, the passion, the joy of being so close to another individual that it made hearts sore from their very chests. He knew, and she was right, "I had no intentions as to meeting the male again, for I had thought of him to be dead in those cells. It was true, I did love him, but that was the past, and you are my present, Daiken. We then talked about what had happened, how he was tortured senselessly by the men to whom guarded the prison. In yet, Axel still loves me like he had. He told me this directly, but I could not return it. If I were to say I still loved him, it would be but of only a white lie, for there holds nothing left by the simple bond we once shared that has been weakened after so long of silence to what made us who we are. You are my only love now, Daiken..." The fae moved closer to the brute upon the mattress, wrapping her dainty tattooed arms around him in a tight embrace as she did not want to loose him like she had thought would happen if he wouldn't understand. Their child would become strong and healthy like him, and wise like her with a sense of smart-ass-like attitude, but it would be theirs. And that was all that mattered most, "I will always love you,"