the_debt_of_time

She could feel his breath on her Pack Mark. Pulling back, she smiled as his eyes
reflected gold in the light, indicating the wolf within him reaching out for her. Mia drank
in the possessive words and smiled as she remembered the first time she heard the
sentiment from him.
"You're mine too, you know. You belong to me. It's like... if I were an alpha wolf, you'd be my
beta."
Mia chuckled, calming down at his words, always happy when he referenced his wolf without words
of self-defamation. "What about Sirius, James, and Peter?"
"They're in the pack too, but you're... I don't know. Is there a word that means soul mate but
doesn't?"
"Ever the poet." Mia beamed up at him. "You're thinking of a kindred spirit."
"Yeah. You're mine. It's like you're my heart, but not... my soul. Does that make sense?"
"You're still mine, Remus. Both of us are. Pack." She chastely kissed away his frown
when he looked guilty. "Oh, stop being such a Muggle," she teased him, chuckling when
he bristled at the insult. "Not everyone will understand how we work, Remus. But we do,
Sirius and Tonks do, and everyone that matters does. I'm not going anywhere, but it's okay
if you want to look a little sad over giving me away."
Remus sighed in obvious relief. "I just... You're sealing your Soul Bond today.
That's more important than the Pack Bond."
"But not less essential. To both Sirius and me," she said, knowing that Remus was
likely feeling equally pushed aside over the prospect of losing them both. "Did you have
this same talk with him?"
Scoffing, he rolled his eyes. "I actually tried. I was told by your doting husband-to-
be that if I was jealous he'd be happy to take me in a broom cupboard and show me how
much he still loved me. Arsehole."
Mia threw her head back and laughed, not wanting to make him even more anxious
by admitting how hot she thought that would be. "I love you, Remus. Thank you for doing
this."
Remus kissed her forehead. "No one else is giving you away but me. You're mine
to give."