MICHAEL — HALFVAMPIREHALFLYCAN.

His response was silence for a moment or two. He didn’t want to tell her the truth that he hadn’t really been feeding a whole lot as of late. It was a stupid habit he had gotten into, because of his disdain for blood. “No,” He finally admitted. “I’ve been feeding a bit, but not within the past few days.” He closed his eyes. “I’ll feed later, I promise.” Whether or not he would be able to keep it, or not, was to be seen. 

         ❛ michael, you must take care of yourself. ❜   she scolds gently, but remains close to her lover as he holds her and answers honestly. pulling her face away just enough to meet his gaze, however, selene narrows her eyes some.   ❛ you promise me that now, but i believe you’ll forget after so long. ❜     she knows michael better than he’s giving her credit for in the moment.

MICHAEL — HALFVAMPIREHALFLYCAN.

Two hundred years had passed since he had last seen his mate. Two hundred years of standing in an almost silent vigil, watching over her tomb as she slumbered. Lena had finally come to take her time to sleep, and allow Selene to rise again. He had merely nodded at the vampire from the Nordic coven, watching as she went to perform the awakening. He always stayed out of the room, letting her sort through her memories and and show Selene everything she had missed in those two hundred years. Or at least some of it. It was something unspoken but well known that Selene preferred to drink Michael’s blood to see everything she missed. He had been looking forward to this day coming for so long.

And now it was finally time to join his mate.

He saw the few Death Dealers that watched over the ceremony exit the room, nodding to him as they left, and immediately he went into the room. He hated the way Selene looked when she was first removed. It almost looked like she was dead, more pale than normal and still looking almost dried up. The blood now being administered through IVs would return her to her normal state in a few hours. 

He moved to sit beside the slab that she laid on, his hands combing through her hair. It was still as soft as the day she returned to her sleep. He lifted his hand and sank his fangs into his soft flesh. He had been avoiding feeding so the wound wouldn’t instantly heal, and pressed his bleeding wrist to her lips. 

“Drink, Selene,” He mumbled, breathing softly “See everything you’ve missed in two hundred years, not just with the species, but our family as well. It’s time for you to come back to us.” 

          more than two hundred years have passed since she’d gone into hibernation. never had selene believed herself to go through such a thing, to slumber while a fellow elder ruled the coven and another slept too. what had truly made the decision difficult, though, was her mate. she’d been away from him for so long and had only JUST connected with him before the choice had been made for her to sleep.

          he’d watched out for her as she slept, she knew that the second he entered the room in which blood was being pumped into her veins. highly aware of just how… unattractive she might appear now, she can’t help but smile when michael offers her his blood.

          ❛ thank you… ❜   words are shaky, for she’s still weak and fragile. not bothering to lift her hands to hold onto him, not lifting her head either, she’ll wait for michael to bring his wrist to her lips so that she may begin feeding from him. and feed she does, the vampire noticeably hungry in a way she’s never experienced before. she won’t drink for long, however, selene feeding ONLY long enough to see all that she’d missed; and there was much, even if mostly personal.

          gasping when she lets her head fall back into the surface in which she lays upon, selene’s eyes turn their new blue due to the blood rushing through her veins, michael’s and the otherwise from previous experiences. it takes a few seconds for her to come to again, but the elder will focus back on her mate with a slight smile in place now.   ❛ you did not need to watch over me, michael. ❜   articulation is still quiet, but she knows he hears it nonetheless.