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Keep Her

Sequel to Protect Her, Love Her, and Hold Her. Claire is a medical intern. She and Quil are deeply in love, but he's still haunted by ghosts that whisper one word... failure. Will he overcome his fears and regrets to take the next step? Will their truest of loves ever bind them into one?

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12. Chapter 12

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Claire, I love you. You are now and forever the world to me. When the bright day comes that will bind us together forever, I will be honored to tell this to the world.

I remember the first day I met you. How could I not?

Even then, you were beautiful.

You captivated me in that moment, and I never wish to be released.

Then, in those first days, I so clearly recall your smile. When you were an innocent child, before I failed you… that smile was so pure and so bright. I remember the power of it, Claire. And the first time I heard you laugh… it was like an angel singing, like a tiny silver bell, Claire.

I remember the first time that precious voice said my name. It was so sweet and small. I remember wishing that look on your face, the one that said nothing more complex than a baby’s love, would never fade.

And yet I also dreamed of things to come.

The day I had to leave you, I died, Claire. My heart was ripped out with your tiny weeping face, the last whispered words we shared. If I had known, I never would have… I would beg forgiveness, but after all these years I still don’t deserve it, and I never will.

I left you because I thought you deserved a normal life and normal loves. It’s the same reason you left me… and both those occasions brought us nothing short of agony.

I don’t know all of what you suffered in those dark years, angel. I can’t. You’ve told me as much as either of us can bear… I know. I am so proud, you know that, don’t you? How you, not I, rescued yourself… you are strong, Claire. You are the strongest person I know.

I admire you. I worship you. I love you.

The day I found you was the best and the worst of my life. The best because the aching agony of five long years was quenched, and the worst because I realized your pain.

I am so glad that I am a werewolf, Claire. I am so glad I could kill him.

I made a promise that day. I would never allow you to be hurt again. I have done my best to keep it… but life is pain, and I want you to live, too.

We have been together. We have been apart. But the togetherness is what is meant by heaven. We are supposed to love one another. It is a beauty strong enough the whole universe might have been wrought merely that we two might share it.

Magic or none, monster or no, I hold I would have loved you anyway. Our spirits are twined in a way stronger than even imprinting. I adore you.

You are precious. Wonderful, beautiful, strong, brave, and kind…

I want to keep you safe and by my side, forever.

With all the love in the world,

And forever your romantic fool,


I smiled as I placed the letter at the top of her pillow. We were moving out tomorrow. Claire and I would share a bed in our new home, a development I approved of in the extreme.

She smiled in her sleep as though she could hear my thoughts.

I stroked her soft cheek, and I loved her.

That was all there was to say.