You are my mate, Bren-- you are my mate, heart and soul. [ Logistically Essek knew that the vampires and werewolves were mortal enemies, their own tussels resonating through time through territory dominance. He'd had issues with the local pack and poaching on his property which was why he now had fortified gates up in place and a magic power. Though now, he had to wonder how Bren had gotten through the gate since it was magicked.

Except, looking into those eyes and seeing Caleb staring back at him; he knew the reason and it was that somehow something in Bren's DNA had registered within the wards. And such a thought caused his eyes to soften, even as he slowly allowed his thumb to run against a warm lower lip-- a whisper like a prayer as his heart filled with how this could be, how the spell had opened up to offer Bren the safety of Widogast Manor despite his knowing. ] He will die, Bren--- he will die by both our hands; this.. I promise you; he will die because I love you and I do not want him to give him power to interfere in our lives-- and the lives to come.

[ Then his hands moved from that jaw and then stroked downward against neck before falling onto shoulders that were still tense from revelations. ]

Do you want me to have the car brought around, Ussta'M'hrandii? I understand how much worry you have felt and most of my business have been concluded. Would that ease your anxiety? [ And then pressed a soft kiss to lips ] and in Undercommon, M'hrandii means mate-