Chapter 126: When The Rut Begins
Damon’s rut cycle hadn’t kicked in yet on their first day at the villa, so the two of them spent the time wrapped up in a blanket and curled together on the couch.
They played a TV series they’d both been meaning to see, a kind of cozy moment they rarely got to enjoy with how busy life usually was.
"You know ..." Charlotte began, resting her head on Damon’s shoulder, her voice soft with a hint of mischief, "there’s something that always bothers me when watching movies like this."
Damon, sipping his soda with a relaxed sigh, replied in a lazy tone, "Like what?"
Charlotte pointed at the screen. "Like this movie, for example. Why do werewolves always have to be compared to vampires? And why do we always end up being the weaker ones?"
She started gesturing more as she spoke, clearly annoyed. "I mean, sure, vampires live forever, but we live a long time too. And honestly, who even wants to live forever? That sounds exhausting."
Damon chuckled, setting his drink down. "Wouldn’t it be nice though? Living forever ... together?"
Charlotte chuckled, nudging him with her elbow. "You’d get bored of me."
"Nonsense," Damon replied instantly, tightening his arm around her. "I could never get bored of you."
Charlotte shifted, turning to face him. She gently brushed his hair back, wanting to see his face more clearly. "But isn’t it also beautiful to live and die together? Life would feel more meaningful when we know it won’t last forever."
Damon stared at her for a moment. "I get what you mean," he said after a pause. "Knowing our time is limited ... maybe it makes every second matter more."
Charlotte nodded slowly. "Exactly. We wouldn’t take each other for granted. Every laugh, every fight, every kiss, all of them would be more meaningful."