Tyson heard her breath still against his neck, and her body stiffen. This wasn't the usual reaction from someone enjoying what he was giving him. Even the moan she let escape her partially open lips wasn't one of enjoyment, more of one out of reaction. It was dull and lifeless. He stopped the playful rubbing and tried to look at her. Her face was darkened by her hair, that fell into her face as she kneeled over him, rigged.<br/><br/>Just then he felt wetness on his chest, a tear. She was holding back the tears for it was only one that fell.<span style="font-style: italic">Shit! What stupid thing did I do now?</span>He mentally cursed at himself and wished he had better control of his beast. It was hard for Tyson, given that he hadn't danced with anyone in awhile and he had always wanted her. From the moment he met her. Just now his wolf had set his fangs into her and didn't wanna let go, and wouldn't be satisfied till he had her, and satisfied her the same way only doubled in pleasure.<br/><br/>Her soft choked words reached his ears. His heart fluttered in pain as he heard her sobs. He had caused this and he felt horrid that he could make her sound the way she was. A single nod was all he gave to her as he quickly moved out from under her, than collected her into his arms. Snuggling but loosely so she wouldn't feel trapped.<br/><br/>"I love you Lyall. With all my heart. I'm sorry if I did something stupid to scare you. You know I would never hurt you. I love you, I love you. IloveyouIloveyouIloveyouIlove." He repeated to her. Then slowly he brought his lips down to her ear and whispered.<span style="font-style: italic">"Ti amo mio bellissimo lupo. La mia futura moglie. La mia anima gemella."</span>Tyson too began to sob lightly for he never meant to hurt her, or to scare her. He swore to himself that he would never do anything rash again, and would let her make the moves and go along with everything.<br/><br/>[Translation:I love you my beautiful wolf. My future wife. My soul mate.]