She's still tied to me - Part Three

Summary: On a mission to the continent Azriel finds his mate - his mate who died five hundred years prior. He has no intention of losing her again.

Warnings: none

A/N: this part is a big boy oops

In my head this takes place years after ACOSF (which I have not read but know the gist of) but I’ve made some divergences from the canon as certain things didn’t make sense with the version of Az in this story 😊

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He couldn’t take his eyes off her. He didn't think he could if he tried. He was closer to her than he had been the last time he saw her and from here he could see the flush of her skin, the ripples in her dress as she walked. Every fibre of his being screamed to go to her, to talk to her. The only thing stopping him was the male at her side.

She's still tied to me - Part Two

Summary: On a mission to the continent Azriel finds his mate - his mate who died five hundred years prior. He has no intention of losing her again.

Warnings: none

A/N: Just a quick note that there will be no physical descriptions/naming of Azriel’s mate as this is technically an “x reader” fic if you squint very hard <3

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They hadn’t seen her. After two days and two nights of watching the castle they hadn’t seen so much of a glimpse of her. Not in the gardens, in a window – nothing. The giant male Azriel had seen with her before had left and returned to the castle a number of times, and the sight of him was the only reassurance Azriel had that he hadn’t fully been hallucinating. He could feel his brothers sneaking glances at him with looks that only served to make him feel more restless, but he refused to take his eyes off the castle.

She's still tied to me

Summary: On a mission to the continent Azriel finds his mate - his mate who died five hundred years prior. He has no intention of losing her again.

Warnings: description of injury and death, description of grief, mentions of vomit (nothing graphic)

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“It’s her, Rhys”.