Her reaction confused him. It was too relaxed; Held too much gentle amusement for his tastes. Why wasn't she fighting him or bludgeoning him with magic? Why did she look surprised and so pleased? He'd been playing hot and cold games with her too long to not recognize that expression.  But it was different this time. He couldn't keep a tight hold on his rage when she looked so happy; and then her fingers hooked into his shirt  drawing him closer when she should have been pushing him away.  The whole time "What the fuck" was playing on repeat in his head because even though he was pissed she still effected him so much. Did she not just get done expressing affection for another wolf? Should he even be pleased she was touching him again? He was confused.<br/><br/><i>"You idiot he's gay. Think back, listen to what you could hear. Tell me again what I can and can't do." </i><br/><br/>The anger that had been eating at his insides went into remission as disbelief circulated through him. Lyfe thought back; trying to see past the murky rage if there was any truth to her words. He'd been so consumed by his fury his senses had been muted to a dull roar. Even if they'd been directly in front of him he wouldn't able to recall anything but wanting to rend the other wolf's beating heart from his chest for several long minutes. He was dragged closer to Raelyn still; dark thoughts perturbed by the soft press of her lips against his. It'd been so long since he'd kissed by her; and he was woefully unprepared by how much he had missed the feeling.<br/><br/><br/><i>"I wanted to make you jealous, not start a world war...You never stopped caring, did you?" </i><br/><br/>She pulled back; her fingers trailing down his chest. Words that made him ache on her lips.<br/><br/>"I tried but you---You're not easy to forget Rae. I kept wondering where you went and why. I looked fucking everywhere for you." He hissed, ire rising again because she'd left him to deal with the feeling of being inept. Like he wasn't worth staying for; or fighting for--but he would have done both for her.<br/><i><br/>
"You were supposed to move on.I have... thought of you so much. Our games.. our.." </i>An enticing blush colored her cheeks as she gazed up at him affectionately.<i> "It could never work, we're... we are different. This world doesn't accept that."  </i>Lyfe blinked; because what she was saying and how she was acting were two different things. She was denying him a second time while scraping her nails against his chest like she wanted him to stay close to her. She was destroying the concept of a future with him, while dragging him in for another kiss that was too tender for words. She was driving him in-fuckingsane. He couldn't handle much more mixed messages.<br/><i><br/>
"I left because it's better that you forget about me, you need to move on. I thought you would have..I love you, but this..."</i><br/><br/>She tried to pull away from him.<br/><br/>And his wolf let out a low mental growl of disapproval. Refusing to be cast aside so easily twice.<br/><br/>Lyfe's hand shot out, grabbing her arm and yanking her back into his chest. So she was pressed up against him. His hands sidled down to her waist; wolf still hovering at the forefront as he hauled her up by her thighs, so her legs were resting comfortably on his hips. And she couldn't walk away from him unless he put her down. Or she magically pried herself free. "Rae. You're the smartest woman I know but you  sound real stupid right now." He drawled, letting his nose gently trail along the column of her neck. Memorizing her scent. Reveling in the closeness as he continued to speak. "You've been mine for ten years.  Distance didn't help you forget me." His lips burned a trail down her collarbone,  as he spoke. "It didn't help you move on. Or make it any easier when you saw me again. You still love me."  He reminded her, teeth nipping against her skin; before he pulled back letting her see how his eyes still burned with desire for her.<br/><br/>"And I love you--So we're going to skip the fucking idiotic part of this--where you  make our lives harder; by trying to avoid me. And figure out how to move forward together. I'm not just going to give you up again Rae. That shit is dead."