Romulus still held Leah. Leah would tell him to put her down. He would smile at her but was insistent on keeping her in his arms.
The night air was cold. What surprised Leah was that she felt warm even with the chill. "A-Aren't you cold?"
Romulus looked at her and gave out a soft smile. "Not at all. Since I am a werewolf, the elements don't' affect me. Are you cold?"
She shook her head. "It's' strange. I'm not cold at all."
"Since you are close to my body, my warmth is keeping you warm. That is one of the reasons why I'm still carrying you, my love."
Leah couldn't' help but blush again.
"Whenever I tell you something sweet, you blush. You look adorable."
She looked away as Romulus walked. What seemed like an endless trail, he stopped. "I think we should stop for now. We should rest. We still have a long way to go." He walked higher to a hill and let her down. Romulus then chopped some firewood and made a fire for them both.
They sat next to each other but did not say a word.
Leah looked at the moon. "It is so beautiful."
Romulus looked up. "Yes, it is."
"If there wasn't a tradition, would you have still kidnapped me?"
She looked at him. "Explain."
"It is hard to. You would have rejected me if I told you of my true identity."
"I don't' know if that would be true. If you asked me out, I would have probably gone out with you."
He gave out a slight chuckle. "You are from the United States. Would you have stayed with me if you held feelings for me?"
"I-I don't' know." Leah then put her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes.
Romulus looked at his mate, who would be with him for the rest of their lives. He put his arm around her protectively and looked at the moon.
"I will protect you. I will love you."