He dropped the chain over his head and smiled up at her. “I can’t believe it. I’m safe? I’m really safe?”
“I swear it.”
He caressed the fang gently as it lay against his chest. “But how can you know for sure?”
She said nothing.
He glanced up at her silence, and finally, he understood. “No,” he whispered. “Oh, Rune. No.” He started to pull the chain back over his head.
“Ellis,” she said, gently. “Stop.”
“I won’t wear it if it means I can’t be near you,” he said, just as gently. “You’re all I have.”
~Obsidian Wings, work in progress