He stroked my cheek slowly, drawing lines across my face as I had my head on his laps and currently nibbling on a cookie.

So far this was the best day ever. We hadn't done anything wild like leaping off a cliff or racing through the forest, but just had a calm picnic in a beautiful field.

"Emily," he said in a near whisper and I looked up at him. He wasn't smiling like he always does, but his expression was blank.

"Hm?" I hummed as I sat up, looking at him with a small smile on my face even though he wasn't returning it.

He looked around at the hand he used to stroke my face with and began rubbing his thumb wit the other hand.

"If Grey and I were about to die in the blood war, and you only had one shot to save only one of us, who would it be?" He asked, looking directly into my eyes and I frowned, looking down at the other half of the cookie I was breaking into pieces.

"Can we just-"

"No, I want to know Emily!" He whined and I looked up at him with a cheeky smile. "I need to know,"

"Why?" I asked with a forced voice that became inaudible in the end.

"I heard your wolf accepted Grey and that your bond is bigger now. And that would mean I'm nothing right? That even if I die, it wouldn't make a big difference, you'll end up with Grey, have his baby and you'll completely forget I even existed, since we haven't spent so much time together. Grey came back to get you, I can sense him from afar. And with the war..." He sighed, leaning down on the grass and ran a hand through his hair. Tears surfacing his eyes.

"Hunter don't say that," I stroked his cheek as my tears slid down my face. "Please... I love you. The reason I'm having trouble choosing between the two of you, is that Grey has a scared past and doesn't want to lose me, but you're my mate and you need me more than he does, I know, I'm in love with you so much, I love your character, your love, your care, everything about you. You're the perfect example of a mate, but then... I'm in love with Grey too, he needs that care, love he never had, imagine this Hunter, his previous mate jumped off a cliff in attempt of suicide, nothing else. I know he knows but doesn't want to tell me, he's just too afraid of losing another. Now you see? Why I'm having trouble choosing? Between the mate I've always dreamed of and the mate that is so broken, he needs me."

He was quiet, trying to understand every detail of the speech I had just given him. He slowly nodded like he understood what I was saying.

"Even with a speech like that I still want you Emily, but I guess... " he sighed out of boredom as he gritted his teeth together, his brows crossing his forehead and his fists tore the grass under them. "I guess I... " he sighed again and looked at me with reluctance. "I guess I... Can share. But that doesn't mean you get married to him, I still want you to be mine. Because you're mine. You were made for me and I won't lose you. But since he needs repairing I guess I can let him have you sometimes but not all the time. Because-"

"Sssh. Love I get it," I chuckled and connected our lips, cupping his cheeks and felt his tense lower down as he wrapped his arms around me.

"This should be the only kid he's ever having with you, I swear if he does this again I'll have no choice but to kill him myself." He said with a chuckle at the end, though I was pretty sure he was being dead serious.