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Harley Quinn X FemWerewolf!Reader Angsty, Cute and Fluffy Prompt

• Occurs after the events of the third film (The Suicide Squad 2021)

• There will be more!

!TWs: Implied suffering from depression + anxiety + separation anxiety, mention of weaponry (gun + knife), themes of murder/murder in general, elements of self-doubt + some self put-downs, risking lives for others/mention of having near-death experiences, violence + mention of previous acts of violence, elements of wanting to die, swearing, implied being previously treated poorly/abused by a family member + implied grieving of a family member, implied failed suicide attempt + suicidal intentions + suicidal consideration/elements of self-harm, presence of blood, injury detail, having stitches, implied sexual occurrences, committing arson - If I’ve missed any, let me know ❤️!

You’d never been in more pain than you were, now, stood in the middle of Apocalypse Forest whilst you stared tearfully at the carving of your and her name on the tree stood tall before you that you and Harley had created together inside of a heart - things had been so much better, back then, and you couldn’t believe how much things had changed between you and her ever since you had both met, and fallen deeply in love with one another whilst going to university together.

You didn’t need to hear the click of her gun’s safety being turned off to know that Harley was warily approaching you from behind; you’d picked up her sweet scent soon before she had reached the clearing, prompting your heart to skip a beat upon noticing it, only for your heart to then sink upon picking up on how her scent was now tainted by someone else’s; she’d recently been with a man last year whose first name eluded you, except you could recall his surname to be ‘Luna’, before she had killed him, and begun to think that you had forgotten about her after you had stopped howling upon thinking that she no longer wanted you after you had discovered them together at a distance, unbeknownst to her, prompting her to slowly begin to stop responding to you, too, though to do so was excruciating, and made her feel awful whilst you, too, hated yourself for no longer howling despite the fact that you thought she no longer loved you the way you knew you would always love her, no matter what might happen between you both in the future; you would always long to spend eternity with her as you felt as if you had no other reason to live beyond this dream, whilst she, unbeknownst to you, was suffering as a result of the same problem as she feared that maybe things would never be the same between you both again, following her being reunited with you, and being greeted with silence by you as you found you felt too weak to speak anymore whenever you were reminded of how she had been with someone else again whilst you had been gone, though you believed you only had yourself to blame for that being the way that you were whilst she had been cursing herself entirely for what she had done last year with the man she had briefly been with, before she had killed him upon finding him to be a walking red flag.

“You better have a really good reason for being out of bed, Y/n,” she mustered, and you would bow your head slightly, before nodding gravely, and drawing in a barely audible shaky breath, “you’re lucky it was me who found you, and not Waller, or Milton; they would have shot you by now if it was them here, and not me.”

“What’s stopping you from shooting me?” You inquired, and she would appear taken aback by the question, as well as a little flustered as she wasn’t expecting it, stammering for a moment, before she silently cursed herself for being so weak around you, and cursed herself for allowing you to still have this effect on her despite what had happened last year.

“Well - it’s not like you’re attacking me, or anything,” she answered hastily as soon as she got this idea, and you would frown, before nodding thoughtfully; you could never hurt her, and were evidently disappointed to hear that she thought there was a possibility that you would when really - unbeknownst to you - she knew that you would never hurt her; she had just needed to try and think of an answer quickly to avoid admitting that she still had feelings for you, fearing that you no longer felt the same way when you knew you could never stop loving her, and nor could you ever love anyone - not even yourself - the way you loved, and knew you would always love her: “I - I’m not like them; they wouldn’t give you a second chance to come back to the base like I am, now,” she added, and you would hesitantly glance back at her, your eyes briefly locking with her stunning icy blue ones, prompting both of your hearts to skip a beat, and you to feel empty and lose all over again whilst you faltered, and would bow your head again, wishing the pain would just stop, and that you could dig your heart out of your chest to try and stop it, yourself, though you knew you most likely would always be in pain now, as long as Harley weren’t by your side the way you longed for her to be, and wished she could be your mate; that you could marry her, and then change her into a werewolf like you had both often discussed taking place before you had both lost one another again last year due to your reckless saving of her life, resulting in you going over a cliff with the Omega werewolf you had been fighting with to protect her to the best of your ability only to find yourself excruciatingly gone from her side again for yet another painful and dark year for both you and her, obviously also unbeknownst to you during this moment, and the one in which you had both been reunited. “So - will you come back, or am I going to have to actually shoot you, and drag you back?” She asked, and you would raise your eyebrows, before timidly stepping closer to her, prompting her to tense up whilst her heart began to race alongside your’s, and her right hand would begin to shake, making it harder for her to keep her gun still whilst she stepped back, prompting your heart to sink again, and your eyes to darken slightly whilst small tears began to cloud your vision, prompting her heart to begin aching alongside your’s again; she hated seeing you like this, and wished she could take back the time to try and fix things between you both before they could break you both so horribly like they were, despite how close you had both been, before last year’s events.

“You may as well just shoot me,” you murmured dejectedly, prompting her to falter, a hurt look on her face whilst you stared down at the ground, knowing that you would only end up breaking down if you locked eyes with her again, “H-Harley, I-.. I have nothing left to live for, anymore, n-not even my pack are enough to-.. to make me feel okay again, n-not after-..” A strained sob would then manage to escape your lips, prompting her to feel worse, and the urge for her to throw her arms around you in an attempt to provide comfort to you to grow stronger, but she feared losing you again, and possibly pushing you away if she revealed to you that she still felt the same way for you after the events of last year. “P-Please, just-.. just kill me, Quinzels - I don’t care anymore if the afterlife brings me even more pain, I just-.. don’t-.. don’t wanna be alive like this anymore, n-not without you,” you admitted feebly, your voice cracking whilst you began to break down, unable to fight back your emotions anymore; they were too powerful, and more overwhelming than they had ever been, before.

This revelation would prompt her to falter, her eyes widening slightly whilst she subconsciously lowered her gun, hoping this meant that you still felt the same way for her even after what had happened last year between you both, and the man she had briefly been with before killing him for being a red flag.

“W-Wait, you-.. you still-.. love me?” She assumed, growing hopeful again, as well as to be anxious now that she had asked, fearing your response, and you would appear taken aback by her question.

“Of course I do,” you answered, “a-and not just because werewolves are meant to mate for life, b-but - because-.. you’re everything to me, Harley, a-and the years we spent together were honestly the best, and happiest years of my life, b-before I lost you, and I hate myself for my recklessness last year, but-.. I can’t regret it because if I hadn’t done what I did, the Omega would have killed you-”

“No, it wouldn’t,” she retorted, a hurt look on her face, and you would falter, before timidly glancing up at her again whilst your irises would flicker slightly between their original colour, and a bright orange whilst the wolf within you began to scratch at the surface, desperate to escape; werewolves didn’t like to be challenged, even by their mates sometimes, and you would wince, trying desperately to remain in control of yourself; you couldn’t let yourself hurt her, and the thought of you possibly lost control and attacking her would prompt your heart to sink, before it began to ache excruciatingly. “I would have been fine,” she claimed, “I didn’t need you to intervene the way you did, and if you didn’t you would have still been with me, but you chose not to stay-”

“If I had known what was going to happen I would have tried to be more careful, I swear!” You cried, and she would scoff, doubting that, leaving you feeling empty, numb, and lost again whilst your eyes would darken, and your tears would slowly begin to run down your cheeks.

“It wouldn’t matter if you did, or didn’t, because you still forgot about me, didn’t you? T-The day you stopped howling?” She guessed, and you would falter, shocked - of course you hadn’t forgotten about her - how could you? You’d thought she had forgotten about you, and no longer wanted you after she had met that Luna guy last year. “I - I’m right, aren’t I? You did forget about me,” she mused dejectedly, and it would begin to get harder for you to remain in control of yourself, your fangs extending whilst you tried to fight back even more shattered sobs longing to escape you, “I can’t believe I ever wasted my time on you - you’re just like the others, and d’you know what I’m gonna do?” You would hesitantly glance up at her, hoping she would finally shoot you; you didn’t want to upset her anymore by telling her the truth about what you had thought had happened last year, knowing - also - that if you didn’t, she would be able to find someone better than you; someone who could actually make her happy, and was worthy of her company the way you believed a supposed nobody, and monster like you could never be. “I’m gonna take my gun back to the base, so you can live with it; I want you to suffer the way you made me suffer last year, thinking you were going to come back, until you stopped howling for me,” she hissed, “oh - and don’t ever try and talk to me again, because you’re nothing to me, now; I stopped wanting you last year anyway - see you around.” She would then turn, and hastily walk back toward the base whilst your demeanour sank, and pain would radiate throughout your body whilst you allowed yourself to sink down to the ground weakly, before shaking your head gravely, and burying your face into your hands whilst you began to sob uncontrollably into them; you never thought things could have got any worse the way they just had, and it was excruciating to think that maybe this truly was the end for you both, after all you had been through together ever since you’d first met, and fallen in love with one another whilst going to university together.

“You’re a fucking idiot,” you whispered shakily, “everything dad said was right; you only ruin everything, you - you’re a monster, of course she doesn’t want you anymore, a-and maybe even mum didn’t want you and chose instead to die before she could even hold you.” You would then scowl, before noticing the rock on the ground by your knees - maybe you could still make yourself pay for all that was wrong with you, and all that you’d done.

🜸

Whilst Harley was dragging herself away, trying to fight back her own tears, only to fail miserably, she would falter upon getting a bad feeling, as if something was squeezing her heart, and she couldn’t help, but begin to panic, assuming that you were in danger as whenever she seemed to get this same feeling, she found you close to death, or passed out, and this thought would prompt her to curse shakily, before she turned and began to run back toward the clearing you had been in before she had made to return to the base where the others - including the Birds of Prey, Waller, and Bloodsport - currently were with the new Suicide Squad Waller had put together, having to promise freedom to those she had selected to avoid Bloodsport blackmailing her again like he had last year following the previous Suicide Squad’s (which Harley had been a part of) defeat of the big starfish-looking monster.

Like she had suspected, she would stumble back into the clearing to find you laying limp on the ground, turned away from her, and a strained sob would manage to escape her lips after she had faltered again for a moment, her legs failing her whilst she looked over you.

“Please be okay,” she begged weakly whilst she rushed up to you, and would crouch down beside you to cradle you close to her, finding she couldn’t stay mad at you - not whilst you were like this. “No,” she whined upon noticing the blood staining your forehead, nose, and right cheek, as well as the bruises on your forehead below the cut you had left, “w-what the fuck, Y/n? What did you do?” She would then try and clean away some of your blood to the best of her ability to make the cut clearer, and she would wince; it looked quite deep, and she would find herself feeling lost for a moment, despite her efforts to try and avoid panicking when she knew she had to try and get you back to the base as fast as she possibly could so someone could treat you, as long as you were still alive. Upon being reminded that she hadn’t yet checked, her heart would overwhelmingly begin to pound; she couldn’t even begin to imagine what her life would be like if you ended up disappearing from it forever, terrifying her as she shook her head subconsciously, before lifting her right hand up to your left cheek. “You better not have left me already, little wolfy, o-or I swear I - I’ll kill you myself if you have,” she warned, as if you could hear her in the state that you currently were in, barely alive, “s-so think about that whilst I’m listening for your heart beat, okay?” She would then lower her head, and press the right side of it to your chest, desperate to know that you were still alive; still with her so she could continue to try and spend the rest of her life with you, whether that was as your mate, or your friend (a possibility which always seemed to make her heart ache excruciatingly alongside your own; nothing had felt more wrong before than thinking about how maybe you both might end up remaining to only be friends, after all you both had been through together, before you had lost one another again last year.) “Please,” she whispered, her voice briefly trembling; she couldn’t hear anything, at first, and the lack of a hint suggesting to her that you were still alive would prompt another sob to escape her lips whilst she shook her head hastily, and would hold you at arm’s length for a moment, a hurt look on her face whilst more tears managed to escape from her stunning icy blue eyes; she couldn’t believe that this was happening. “Don’t do this,” she pleaded, “Y-Y/n, I - I love you, please; I need you, j-just say something, anything, e-even if it’s something like ‘I hate you’, or - or ‘I don’t want you anymore’; I just need to know you’re stay alive-.. I can’t live without you again-” You would then whimper softly within her embrace, prompting her heart to skip a beat, and her eyes to glint upon hearing that you were still alive, and that she wouldn’t have to live without you, yet, if she got you back to the base in time for you to be revived by Renee. “Y/n!” She chimed, elated, before easing you even closer to her so she could hug you tightly, prompting you to wince, and try and stammer out her name weakly, but you found you felt much too weak to, and instead would bury your face into the crook of her neck blissfully. “I - I thought I lost you,” she admitted sadly, and you would frown, a pained expression on your face whilst you began to feel guilty for having her see you like this, prompting you to wish that she would just let you die.

“H-Harley-..” You rasped out, prompting her heart to skip a beat yet again following her hearing your voice, though it was quieter than it ever had been before, as well as weaker, prompting her to feel guilty alongside you for not returning to you sooner; she would have been able to stop you, if she had. “Leave me here,” you requested, and she would falter, a hurt look on her face, before she would hastily shake her head, “everyone’s better off without me; you a-are better off without me.”

“That’s not true,” she contradicted hastily, certain of herself, and before you could protest, she would carefully pick you up off of the ground, prompting your face to contort, expressing the excruciating pain you currently were in both physically and mentally, “Y/n, you’re the only reason why I’m still alive, and I intend to try and keep you here with me this time, b-because I honestly can’t live without you, so I’m not letting you disappear again, and if that’s not what you want me to do, too bad, because you’re not gonna stop me this time.” You would then nod gravely, before groaning; your action had prompted your forehead to throb even more painfully than it was, before, whilst she began to hastily walk back toward the base whilst trying not to put you through anymore pain, even after you appeared to have fallen unconscious within her arms, before she had got you back to the base, and Renee had managed to treat you in time before your life could slip away from them, and you.

🜚

After you had been treated by Renee, Harley made sure to try and tend to you to the best of her ability, however when she found the rock you had used to hit yourself, she couldn’t help, but feel hurt, as well as dejected and shocked to know that you had tried to abuse yourself, or even tried to take your life following what happened between you and her earlier, prompting her to often scold you whilst she silently cursed herself for reacting the way she had to you earlier, resulting in you hurting yourself the way you had, almost killing you if she hadn’t returned to you when she had.

“I got you some soup and bread that Canary made,” she stated upon re-entering the room, and you would appear surprised, not expecting that from her after she had scolded you for hurting yourself the way she did, and had earlier claimed that she no longer wanted you, before she had left you alone, and driven you to hurt yourself the way you had, “it’s your favourite - leak and potato. Or-.. it was your favourite - is it still your favourite, or do you have a new favourite, now?”

“It’s still my favourite, don’t worry,” you reassured her, and she would then smile softly over at you, glad, before she closed the door, and would then sit down beside your bed whilst she carefully set down the tray upon the bedside table to your left side, “I’m surprised you even remembered, I thought-.. thought you wouldn’t bother remembering anything about me, anymore, a-after-.. you know - everything that happened last year.”

Harley would falter, before tensing up slightly, and then bowing her head whilst she tried to avoid locking eyes with you, trying to stay upset with you for not howling to her anymore, and being reckless last year to the point that you both found yourselves losing one another again.

“Yeah, well-.. even whilst I was with that guy, and Winter briefly, I-.. I guess I still had time to think about things like that,” she mused, and you would frown, before nodding gravely, and looking away from her whilst you dejectedly stared down at your hands, wondering when your heart would stop excruciatingly aching the way it was, now, “b-but that doesn’t mean anything, it’s just-.. memories, and that’s all they are.”

“I know,” you reassured her, recalling how you’d picked up Winter’s scent tainting Harley’s a few times before (she’d briefly been with Winter after the second time you had both lost one another, too), as well as the Luna guy’s scent, only paining you even more than you thought it would to the point that you found yourself having to fight back a strained whine. Harley would then glance up at you, a pained expression on her face; she could tell that she was hurting you, but wasn’t sure if she should tell you about her feelings for you yet, not until she was confident that she wouldn’t end up losing you again somehow like she had every time you both had been together before. “H-Hey, erm-.. could you help me with the food? I don’t think I can sit up, and miss being close to you like I was earlier whilst you were carrying me,” you requested, and Harley would wince whilst she tried to fight back her urge to oblige, shaking her head gravely, prompting your heart to sink, and eyes to darken slightly; you hated how things had changed the way they had between you both ever since the events of last year. “L-Let me guess-.. that didn’t mean anything, either,” you assumed, and she would bow her head again for a moment, trying to hide that small tears were beginning to cloud her vision, “b-but-.. I assure you - you helping me sit up doesn’t have to mean anything, s-so-.. please, Quinzels, I swear I’ll be eternally grateful-”

“No,” she interjected, and you would falter, before nodding gravely; you found you couldn’t blame her for not wanting to help you anymore than she already had, earlier, by carrying you back to the base to get Renee to treat you before you could die on her, “I’m not going to hand-feed you, so sit up and take the plate, by yourself - I’ll be outside if you need me.”

“H-Harley, wait-”

“No - I’m making the commands now, Y/n; you’ve unintentionally double-crossed me too many times now by disappearing,” she retorted after sharply turning at the door, prompting you to fall quiet whilst you nodded; you’d never think to challenge her - you loved her too much to, and believed she was more Alpha material than you could ever be, “and I command you to rest, eat, and get better for me, okay? Now do exactly that, and only call me outside when you actually need me, okay?”

“Y-Yeah, but-.. Harley, I-.. I need you, now; I always feel-.. lost-.. w-whenever you’re not here with me,” you answered dejectedly, “p-please just-.. stay, and I swear I won’t make you help me eat, just-.. s-stay in here with me, please; you don’t even have to talk to me if you don’t want to - y-you can even scold me some more for anything, I just need you here with me, m-more than I’ve ever needed anything, before.”

Harley’s expression would then soften, and she would appear to relax, having to fight back a soft smile whilst she tilted her head partially.

“You’re that desperate for me to stay in here with you? You’d willingly accept an earful from me just to get me to stay in here - haven’t you had enough of my earfuls?” She questioned, and you would scoff, before shaking your head, surprising her again, as well as flattering her as she couldn’t help, but grin over at you, evidently amused by your reaction to her question.

“I’d accept earfuls from you everyday, at any time,” you admitted, and she couldn’t help, but appear a little flustered whilst blood rushed to her cheeks, and her stunning icy blue eyes would glint a little, “H-Harley, I - I love you, and I know I already told you yesterday, I just-.. it feels good to tell you b-because loving you is what I have been created to do; I’m not meant to be an Alpha, I’m only meant to be your’s, i-if that makes sense - I’m sorry if it doesn’t, b-but-”

“I understand, Y/n,” she reassured you, and you would express relief, glad, before a smile would begin to tug at the corners of your lips whilst your heart began to race blissfully alongside her’s, “I just-.. need some time, I guess-.. I need you to prove to me that you’ll stay, this time; that - even if my life is in danger-”

“No,” you whined, guessing that she was about to tell you not to risk your life for her anymore, when that was something you knew you would never be able to do, “Quinzels, I - I can’t-..” You would then fall quiet for a moment, your heart sinking upon you noticing the hurt look on her face, her eyes darkening, and smile faltering alongside your’s; you’d disappointed her again, and you felt awful, but you knew that you’d never be able to stop risking your life for her’s, believing her’s to be more valuable than your’s could ever be, and you knew that you’d never be able to forgive yourself if you let her get hurt, or even killed. “You know I can’t stop myself from saving you; I can’t let anything, or anyone, hurt you-”

“So that’s it? You aren’t willing to at least try to stop?” She interjected, and you would shake your head without hesitation; you’d never stop risking your life for her’s, ever, even if it meant you losing your own life to save her’s. “Fine - suit yourself,” she spat, before turning and making for the door again, prompting you to sit up, panicked, and this action only pain you even more, but you would try and hide this from her, covering up a whine with a cough to the best of your ability, though this still concerned her as she glanced back at you, faltering at the door for a moment to make sure that you were okay, even after the previous moment that had occurred between you both, “be careful, a-and move slowly, for God’s sake-”

“H-Harley, wait, please,” you begged feebly, “don’t go-”

“Talk to me when you’re actually ready to stop almost getting yourself killed for me, and disappearing the way you tend to because of your own reckless behaviour,” she retorted, before forcing herself from the room, and slamming the door, prompting your demeanour to sink, and heart to ache even more excruciatingly as it longed for her presence to return, prompting you to break down once the silence began to overwhelm you alongside your feelings, and urge to be close to her to try and protect her at all costs, as well as to remain by her side in an attempt to shower her with all the love you held for her, and had been holding for her ever since you’d first imprinted on her following the moment you both had first met during your and her university days.

Little did you know - once she had got outside, and had sunk down upon the chair she had placed to the right side of the door - she, too, had begun to break down alongside you, crying quietly into her hands whilst she thought about how things had felt so perfect for a brief moment, until you had stated you couldn’t stop risking your life for her, suggesting that she could easily end up losing you again if you ever ended up having to try and save her in the future - a possibility which she knew was highly likely to occur with the Omegas and hunters still not defeated yet, but what could you do? It was in the nature of a werewolf to defend their mate in every way they possibly could, and she knew she’d have to try and live with that fact, somehow, no matter how hard it would be with the constant dread she would experience as a result of the possibility of her losing you again as a result of it, and the time she used to think outside of your room would prompt her to make a decision - she’d take you back, after she had given you a taste of your own medicine by almost getting herself killed for you once such a measure could be taken during the next fight which was currently lingering dauntingly upon the horizon, but until then she would have to try and remain nonchalant toward you to the best of her ability, as if she really didn’t feel anything for you anymore, only making things even harder mentally as well as physically for you both to bear over the next few days, especially when you were together like you were all the time ever since you had returned to her and saved her life again.

🜸🜚🜸

“I just can’t believe you’d do it again,” Harley uttered whilst she warily watched you limping around the room; you’d recently - during the previous ambush of Omegas and Hunters sent by the Omega Prime Minister (whom the group were still not yet aware of) - ruined her chance of almost getting herself killed for you by pushing her out of the way of the bullet that had been directed at you by one of the hunters, “I mean - you were just starting to actually heal, and could actually walk around for a little while, but now-.. you’re limping again, and are having to be even more careful because of your new fuckin’ stitches.”

You would wince, but not dare look over at her; you were still upset by her attempt to try and risk her life for your own.

“Big whoop - I feel fine, now,” you replied, and she would raise her eyebrows, before scoffing when you found yourself having to stop, leaning heavily against the back of the sofa to your right side within the living room of the base; Waller, Bloodsport, and the new Suicide Squad - including Winter and Falcon (some other asshole you both couldn’t help, but despise for his arrogance, and consistent moves he makes, or tries to make, on Harley despite the fact that she had made it clear so many times before that she could never feel anything, but hatred, for him), “shit.”

Harley would then falter, a pained expression on her face whilst she began to worry about you again, having to try and fight herself back from inching closer to you, through she longed to hold you close to her to stabilise you, and to check your stitches again just in case they needed redoing before you could bleed out, and die on her.

“Oh, you’re okay, are you, staggering around like that? Well guess what? If you pass out, Y/n, o-or trip up, I’m not going to catch you,” she retorted, and you would groan, gradually beginning to feel weaker again all of a sudden, only beginning to panic her even further as she couldn’t help, but slowly inch closer to you, her eyes full of the worry she was currently holding for you, “Y/n-? W-What’s wrong? Talk to me-”

“It’s nothing,” you strained out whilst you bit down on your tongue, small tears beginning to cloud your vision; the pain you were currently experiencing within your right side was excruciating, but Harley wouldn’t drop her suspicions; she could tell that something was wrong; that you were in pain, and was terrified of losing you again, somehow, “don’t worry about me, Quinzels, please-”

“I am worried about you, and I can’t stop worrying, s-so - turn around, and show me your stitches,” she instructed gently, her voice briefly trembling whilst she did, and you would falter upon hearing that she was trying not to break down alongside you, prompting your heart to sink, and you to instantly give in as you carefully turned around, and allowed her to see that your stitches had, in fact, torn, allowing your wound to have reopened, and your blood to pour out again painfully whilst your blood began to stain your bandages heavily. Upon noticing the blood stain, she would falter, her tears being shocked out of her stunning icy blue eyes; she couldn’t believe you’d already lost so much blood during such a small amount of time, and the lingering feeling of dread would then take over her - she could lose you, if she didn’t take action herself, right now; the Birds of Prey, and therefore Renee were still here, but she feared what might happen if she tried to find them, wasting more time, and therefore more of your blood, prompting her to shake her head subconsciously; she couldn’t look for Renee - not this time. “For fuck’s sake, Y/n, I told you to be careful-!” She cried, before rushing you around the sofa, and gingerly lowering you down onto it; she was desperate to keep you with her again, and being delicate wasn’t at the top of her worry list right now.

“I know, I’m so sorry, I - I didn’t think this would happen so easily-”

“It’s too late to apologise, now,” she hissed, “the damage has already been done, just - sit still and look pretty, for now, a-and I’ll be back in literally just a millisecond; I gotta get a medkit for you-”

“No,” you whined, not wanting her to feel as if she had to do that for you, “don’t, Harley - I - I can do it, myself; you shouldn’t have to do anything for me-”

“You’re right - I shouldn’t,” she retorted sharply, and you would falter, your eyes darkening, before you would nod gravely whilst your heart began to ache again, and your tears would manage to escape your eyes alongside her’s, “but I am, because I-.. I want to, a-and I can’t lose you again; it was too painful last time, a-and I don’t think I can go through anything like that again, so-.. j-just do as I say, okay?”

“Quinzels,” you cooed gently, a pained expression on your face; you hated seeing her upset, and hated how you knew that it was because of you that she was hurting the way she appeared to be alongside you, “d-don’t cry-”

You then made to get up off of the sofa, panicking her as she hastily shook her head, and would ease you back down onto the sofa, startling you as she straddled you beneath her just to keep you down, and you couldn’t help, but notice the position you were both in, prompting you to begin to feel warm and fuzzy inside whilst your fangs would begin extending slightly whilst she, too, would begin to grow flustered alongside you, subconsciously tilting her head to expose her neck to you, and you would frown; her exposing her neck for you to bite at at it was a subconscious sign of submission, and you didn’t want her to feel as if she had to do that with you, as you believed you could never be an Alpha, and never wanted her to feel restricted by your presence if you were, somehow, doubting your power though your pack had taken you on as their leader at your weakest moment, sensing that you had inherited your Alpha power from your mother after she had died whilst giving birth to you.

“S-Stop, Harley,” you whined, before lifting your right hand to delicately turn her head slightly to stop her from exposing her neck to you the way she briefly had been before you’d carefully turned her head, prompting her to scowl over at you whilst her eyes darkened, and heart would sink even further somehow whilst it ached excruciatingly alongside your own.

She would then get up off of you, trying to hide that your reaction to her action had disheartened her, as well as prompted her to begin doubting your feelings for her again, though you’d already admitted to her that you still had feelings for her not long after she had saved your life a few days ago, now, by bringing you to Renee to get her to treat you before she could lose you again.

“How many times have I told you already, Y/n? Sit still!” She repeated, and you would falter, before nodding gravely, and sinking back down into the sofa begrudgingly whilst she rushed off to get a medkit she could use to treat you; you didn’t want to upset her anymore than you already had by further protesting against her decision to try and treat you, herself, as she felt a little more comfortable doing it after witnessing Renee doing it a few times, and she had even had Winter occasionally teaching her how to stitch up wounds, and then bandage them, since Renee and the other members of the Birds of Prey were somewhere unbeknownst to her within the base the group were currently residing in whilst they were trying to take down the Omegas and hunters in an attempt to protect Gotham to the best of their ability. Once she had returned to you with the medkit, she wouldn’t hesitate to make a start on your wound, carefully removing your old stitches as fast as she possibly could, prompting you to wince, and whimper softly whilst you tightly held your eyes closed, prompting her to feel guilty for what she was doing, but she knew it had to be done so she would try and continue without giving in though it was evident that you were in pain as a result of her actions. “I - I’ll be done soon, I promise, just - try and stay calm for me, okay?” She cooed, and you would nod, not wanting to make things even more difficult than they already were, forcing yourself to stay as still as you possibly could to make it easier for her to stitch your wound up again, before she began to bandage it up as if the stitches had never torn in the first place. “That should be okay, for now, b-but - I might go and find Renee just to make sure I’ve done it right before I leave it-”

She would then make to get up, and you would suddenly grow to be desperate for her to stay, your eyes widening slightly with panic as you managed to catch her right arm in your right hand, surprising her, but she would welcome your action, beginning to feel slightly warm and fuzzy again whilst she glanced back at you, her expression softening, prompting your heart to skip a beat whilst your eyes blissfully locked with her stunning icy blue ones, flustering you as your breath caught in your throat for a moment whilst you admired her subconsciously for a moment, amazed by her, and she couldn’t help, but admire you, too, her eyes glinting slightly again whilst she tried to fight back a soft smile whilst you smiled weakly up at her, wishing things could be the way they were before, again.

“C-Can-.. Can you stay with me, later? I can’t sleep without you, Quinzels,” you admitted timidly, and she would hesitate, before tilting her head partially, worrying you as you silently pleaded with her, making her feel bad as she hated seeing you upset, even after all that had happened between you both recently.

“Are you kidding me? I am not sleeping in here with you,” she replied, and you would falter, before nodding gravely, and looking away from her in an attempt to try and hide that you had been hurt by her decision, though you found you couldn’t blame her for not wanting to stay in the same room as you overnight after last year. Her expression would then soften again upon noticing your demeanour sinking; she could always tell when you were upset - she knew you too well, and she hated upsetting you the way she could tell she had by rejecting your request when really she longed more than anything to sleep beside you again; she hated being away from you, but knew she couldn’t admit that she still felt the same way for you yet, not until she knew you were prepared to do all you could to try and stay with her this time; she couldn’t face the possibility of losing you again, and wanted to show you how it felt to almost lose her - she was still determined to try and almost get herself killed for you despite your determination to try and stop her from doing so. “Only because you snore when you’re congested,” she remarked, surprising you, and you would then realise, before smirking, and beaming up at her whilst she grinned sheepishly back at you, prompting your heart to skip a beat again, and your eyes to glint a little alongside your’s, making you feel as if you hadn’t previously been in pain at all; she would always be your medicine; the only reason why you were still alive like you were, now, “but - maybe - if you don’t snore, I’ll change my mind - do you think you might be able to avoid snoring for me?”

“I’d do anything for you,” you answered truthfully, “even try hard not to snore; I’d even try and stay awake for you the whole night to allow you to get your beauty sleep, even though you don’t need it, being perfect and the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen already.”

Harley would then appear flustered again, not expecting you to think her to be the most beautiful woman you’d ever seen, and she couldn’t stop it as her cheeks began to heat up, and also couldn’t stop the warm and fuzzy feeling developing in her chest whilst her heart raced blissfully alongside your’s, making it harder for her to resist her urges, especially when her gaze longed to travel down to your lips.

“You-.. really think I’m the most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen?” She mused, and you would nod hastily without hesitation, flustering her even more somehow whilst a smile would begin to tug at her lips again.

“Actually - I don’t think, I know you are,” you added, prompting her heart to skip a beat, and she then found she couldn’t hold herself back anymore as she leaned forward to delicately connect her lips to your’s, before she straddled you again, wrapping her arms around your neck carefully, knowing that you were still healing at the moment, and she didn’t want to make your wounds worse than they already were, though they had been tended to ever since you’d been administered them by the Omega you had fought with to save her.

She would only briefly break the kiss to affectionately connect her forehead to your own, also minding the bandage you had recently had done by Renee after you’d tried to abuse yourself with a stone following your and Harley’s argument a few days ago, now, before this moment. Whilst she blissfully locked eyes with you again, she would lift her right hand up to your left cheek, prompting you to forget how to breathe for a moment whilst you leaned into her touch subconsciously, your eyes glinting alongside her own in the best way possible whilst you both revelled in the feeling of being so close to one another again after another dark year of being separated from each other the way you excruciatingly had been, before.

“I love you so much,” she whispered, and you would then appear elated; you never thought she would still feel the same way for you after all that had happened last year, “y-you’ve made me so much happier than I used to be, and I’m so sorry for everything that happened last year, Nugget - I-.. I should never have let you try to save me - none of this would have happened, i-if I’d just-”

“Quinzels, no,” you whined, “I-.. you know I’ll never stop trying to save you, n-no matter what-”

“We’ll see,” she interjected, “but for now - just shut up and kiss me, Alpha.” You would appear taken aback by the nickname she had given you: ‘Alpha’, not expecting her to think of you as an Alpha when you believed an Alpha was something you never could be, but before you could even react to it, she would proceed to passionately kiss you, and you would instantly melt into the kiss, forgetting your previous thoughts as soon as she had initiated the kiss; you’d missed feeling your lips against her’s, and knew you’d never be able to resist your urges any longer, especially not after you had both carefully fooled around again after you’d not been so close to one another for yet another excruciating and dark year.

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Ever since you had both fooled around again, you would grow almost as close to one another as you had been, before, tending to follow one another around so you could stick to each other’s sides, not wanting to be too far from one another again after you had been separated from one another for yet another dark and excruciating year last year after you had recklessly risked your life to save her’s from another Omega that had been threatening her during an ambush back at the old Birds of Prey base.

As you’d been temporarily excluded from the training sessions Bloodsport and the Birds of Prey tended to host, you and Harley would often either fool around again whilst they were busy, or sneak out of the base to train more playfully with one another like you had used to, even stealing a couple of bows with soft-tipped arrows to avoid hurting one another. Whilst you both were on your way to the clearing in which you often held these sessions, holding one another’s hands, you would occasionally smile timidly over at one another whilst you relived the memories you had made together within this same clearing a few years ago, now, including the ones you had made the year before last year, before everything had gone wrong again.

“So, you - you’re sure you’re up for this, today?” She inquired - for the fiftieth time that day - evidently worried about your stitches again though they had recently settled, allowing you to only occasionally change into your wolf form, and back, but you knew you should only really change once you were told to, and you didn’t mind this fact as it meant that you could make more closer contact with Harley in your human form, and could communicate with her more easily as well as fool around with her. This thought would prompt you to grow a little flustered whilst your heart began to race, and you would stammer quietly for a moment, prompting her to raise her eyebrows over at you whilst she smirked over at you upon noticing that you had begun to faintly blush; she loved the effect she had on you, ever since you both had been going to university together.

“I’m up for anything, as long as it’s with you,” you answered, and she couldn’t help, but appear flustered herself, as well as flattered, “I love you, Harleen - s-sorry, I meant - Harley.”

Harley couldn’t help, but grin sheepishly, before she held both of your hands in her’s, and would lean forward to delicately kiss your left cheek, flustering you even more as you wore a dazed expression on your face, and could tell that you were beginning to blush more profusely now whilst your fangs subconsciously extended, and you would begin to feel warm and fuzzy whilst you blissfully locked eyes with her.

“You can still call me Harleen if you want to,” she reassured you, “but only you - if you hear anyone else using that name for me, you know what to do, Alpha.” You couldn’t help, but smirk, before nodding, and leaning forward to delicately connect your lips to her soft ones, prompting her to instantly melt into it whilst you both eased one another closer, holding onto each other tightly as if your lives depended on one another, and this moment you were both blissfully sharing. “I love you so much,” she whispered shakily after the kiss had deepened, her lips inches from your’s whilst you whimpered softly, desperate to progress further with her; for a werewolf feelings like these, or urges were heightened, and you found yourself now struggling to control yourself a little as you carefully pinned her against a tree whilst you whined, and would silently beg her to help calm you down, somehow, terrified as your heart had begun to pound overwhelmingly quickly. Once she realised that this was what you wanted her to do, she would carefully try and provide comfort to you by lifting her right hand up to your left cheek, soothing you somewhat as you leaned into her touch, and would lock eyes with her in the best way possible. “You okay?” She inquired gently, and you would nod, smiling faintly over at her once you felt able. “You’re a lot jumpier recently,” she mused, “let me guess - is it almost mating season for werewolves, or are you in heat?” You would then wince, before hastily looking away from her, evidently embarrassed as well as worried about what she might think about the idea as whilst you had been together before this was something you’d never encountered with her; you’d never been together whilst you were in heat, or at least she hadn’t been in the same place as you. Whilst you both were going to university together a few years ago, now, and you had discovered yourself to be a werewolf, you disappeared for a couple or so weeks, worried about losing control of yourself around her as your urges and feelings had grown to be more overwhelming than they ever had before during that period of time. “No way - you are; you’re in heat, aren’t you?” She guessed, and you would whimper quietly, before burying your face into the crook of her neck to try and hide the fact that you were embarrassed. “That’s adorable,” she remarked, surprising you, “don’t worry, Alpha.” She would then turn her head slightly to surprise you by delicately nibbling at your left ear after whispering ‘I’ll play with you later’ into it, prompting your heart to skip a beat, and you to try and kiss her again, but she wouldn’t allow you to get any closer, teasing you, and you would then whine again, desperate to feel your lips against her’s, but she would then begin running toward one of the willow trees in the area whilst she giggled, and waved for you to try and catch her.

“Game on,” you remarked, before running after her, but once you had reached the tree, she managed to climb up onto the lowest branch, and was preparing her bow, prompting you to try and jump out of the way, only to have the soft-tipped arrow she directed at you hit you on the back, and you would then wince, realising you had lost against her already, until you got an idea, and would act as if you were in pain, collapsing on the ground, and whimpering whilst Harley would lower her bow, a worried look on her face following you reacting the way you had; she didn’t think the arrow would actually hurt you the way you were making it seem to have done, writing on the ground whilst you whined, and patiently waited for her to begin tending to your non-existent wound, and pain.

“Oh c’mon - you’ve had worse, little wolfy, you’ll live,” she strained out, trying not to panic, until you forced yourself not to respond to her though you longed to, and when you could tell that she was growing to be quite anxious, you would begin to feel bad for what you were doing, until she hastily climbed down from the tree, “Y/n? Are you okay? Talk to me!” She would then hastily crouch down beside you whilst she cradled you close to her, and you would then smirk whilst you buried your face into her left shoulder, waiting for the right moment to strike, and playfully pin her down. “Nugget,” she whined, desperate to hear your voice, “say something, please - do you want my help, or not? Co-operate with me here, and tell me what’s wrong!”

“M-My stitches,” you whined in a strained manner as if you truly were in pain, only panicking her further as she would shake her head subconsciously, a pained expression on her face whilst she subconsciously began to remove your shirt whilst trying not to appear flustered once your bra was exposed, trying to focus on your side whilst she carefully eased your arm out of your right sleeve to examine your side.

“I told you that you would pop your stitches - did you listen? No!” She scolded, and you found yourself struggling not to giggle; you didn’t think she’d believe you, up to this point, and she hadn’t yet even succeeded in removing your shirt fully, and so didn’t know that you were only tricking her, and would soon playfully pin her down below you to further fluster her; you loved the effect you had on her, like she loved the effect she had always, and would always have on you. “I warned you, a-and I don’t think I even need to say I told you so, but - I told you so,” she continued, her voice briefly trembling whilst she did, terrified that she might end up losing you again somehow, until she noticed that your stitches were still intact, prompting a puzzled expression to cross her face whilst she tilted her head partially, signalling to you that it was time for you to make your move, “wait-”

You would then gently pin her down beneath you, trying to avoid hurting her to the best of your ability, and she would appear surprised, a dazed expression on her face, before she began to beam up at you whilst her stunning icy blue eyes would glint alongside your own.

“Looks like I won this round,” you chimed, smiling lovingly down at her whilst she raised her eyebrows, before smirking, and sneakily lifting her right hand up to the clip of your bra, startling you, but before you could react, she would release it, before throwing away the bra, flustering you as you hid your face from her, evidently embarrassed though she couldn’t imagine why considering she had already seen you naked, and loved every part of you. “I - I thought you said we’d play later-”

“I did,” she reassured you, before sitting up partially whilst she wrapped her arms around your waist, soothing you though you were half-naked as you affectionately connected your forehead to her’s, allowing your gaze to get lost within her stunning icy blue eyes, “and I still mean it - I’m just competitive, and I’ll do anything to win a prize, as long as the prize has something, or everything to do with you - does it?”

“It might,” you answered vaguely, and she couldn’t help, but pout whilst she slowly undressed you further upon receiving permission to do so from your eyes, only making sure that your pants remained on as she didn’t want to make you too uncomfortable, but you could never be uncomfortable around her, “I guess you’ll just have to find out; I can’t tell you - if I did I’d be going against some werewolf policy nobody knows about.”

She would act as if she were surprised, raising her eyebrows again perfectly whilst her eyes glinted in the best way possible, prompting you to forget how to breathe again whilst your heart raced blissfully as well as overwhelmingly alongside her own.

“Is that so?” She replied, and you would nod whilst you grew further flustered; she’d managed to remove your jeans, now. “How exciting,” she remarked, before gently easing you down onto your back so she could straddle you, and carefully trap you beneath her without hurting you though she was more conscious of doing so whilst you both were on the uncomfortable forest floor, “I can’t wait to find out what the prize is later, but for now - I’m gonna do all I can to try and win it-”

You both would then falter, falling quiet upon hearing a twig snapping nearby, prompting you to growl quietly whilst you carefully sat up, protectively cradling Harley close to you whilst you tensely surveyed the area, only to find Waller stood a few paces away from you both, evidently shocked; she wasn’t expecting to find you both like this, that much was clear.

“Seriously? What the fuck do you want, now?” Harley questioned, and Waller would wince, before awkwardly looking away from you both whilst she tried to recall what she had gone out to find you both for. “Can’t you see we’re busy?” She continued, gesticulating to you both, and the position that you were currently in, further embarrassing Waller as she nodded gravely, and uttered a quiet apology whilst you still appeared to remain quite tense, holding Harley even tighter, as well as a little closer whilst Waller warily inched closer to you both, prompting you to grow anxious; you still found you didn’t trust her, Bloodsport, or the new Suicide Squad that had been assembled the way you trusted Harley, Cassandra Cane, the Birds of Prey, and your pack.

Upon noticing this, Harley would try and provide comfort to you by lifting her right hand up slightly to entangle her fingers within your hair, soothing you instantly as you melted into her touch subconsciously, before allowing your eyes to lock with her’s again, prompting you to smile softly up at her, and her to smile lovingly back down at you.

“I just came to check on you both,” Waller explained, “I saw you weren’t inside, and I was worried, but - seeing that you and your mate are clearly doing a lot better than you were, before-.. I’m considering putting you both onto our training course as tutors-”

“No,” Harley whined whilst you grimaced, your eyes darkening slightly whilst a pained expression crossed your face; being made training tutors would mean that you would both have less free time together, and you couldn’t imagine how painful that would be, especially whilst you were just beginning your cycle of being in heat since this morning, “you can’t do that-”

“I think I can, and I will,” Waller persisted firmly, prompting you to tense up again whilst you tried to fight back a growl; you hated it when people tried to challenge Harley’s authority, but you knew you couldn’t threaten Waller as if you did, you would most likely be either killed, or caged, and you couldn’t even begin to imagine how excruciating it would be to be kept away from Harley again after another dark and painful year away from her. “Look - there’s still a war to be won, and I can’t let you both get too-.. distracted, if we want to win it,” she stated, and you couldn’t help, but whine quietly, not wanting to be away from her again whilst you buried your face into the crook of her neck to try and distract yourself, and remain calm by drowning your nostrils blissfully in her sweet scent; ever since you both had got closer to one another Winter’s scent and the Luna guy’s scent seemed to have faded away quite quickly; she understood why you might have been so desperate to rid her of it considering the fact that it was something werewolves were passionate about, so of course she had allowed you to reunite her scent with your’s, and had allowed you to - in your wolf form - rub up against the furniture in her room as well as her possessions, and in return of course you had allowed her to do the same to your room, your furniture, and your possessions. “After that - when we win, you’ll both have more time to spend together, I promise-”

“Fine,” Harley interjected, impatient to get Waller to leave you both alone again, “but - I have one more request, and if you don’t grant it I swear I’ll go to Milton-”

“Bloodsport,” Waller corrected quietly, but Harley wouldn’t take any notice; she’d got used to calling him Milton ever since the events that took place last year, and had no intentions to call him anything else, now.

“Milton, and I’ll tell him to leak everything we found out about you-”

“No-!” Waller exclaimed, appearing alarmed for a moment, before she winced, and would recompose herself to the best of her ability. “That won’t be necessary, Quinzel-” You couldn’t help, but growl softly upon hearing Waller call Harley ‘Quinzel’, prompting her to wince, and to try and distract you again by playing with your hair again, and affectionately resting her head comfortably on top of your own, soothing you again instantly. “What is your request, exactly-?” She inquired, and Harley would then glance down at you, before hesitantly looking up at Waller again; she wanted to make sure that you were comfortable enough before having Waller put you both up to be tutors within the training sessions you had both managed to avoid thus far, therefore intending to help you get through your heat cycle first.

“Give us a minute, and that’s not the main request by the way,” she responded, and Waller would grunt, before nodding, and turning away from you both as if she were interested in something else regarding the clearing you three were currently in together, “how long does your heat cycle last for, Alpha?”

You would appear taken aback by the question, not expecting it, before smirking up at her whilst she grinned back down at you; you both knew one another too well - this week would most likely be a wild one for you both, as long as there were no ambushes in which Harley was still confident to get herself almost killed for you, believing she should still show you how it felt to almost lose you whenever you risked your life for her to have you almost lose her, too.

“A week, starting from today,” you answered timidly, “I - I should be fine on Sunday-”

“No, you won’t be,” she contradicted hastily before Waller could jump on this fact; Harley evidently wanted to get an extra day off for you both, and once you caught on, you would wince, and hastily corroborate with her statement, “okay Commander Buttface, we’re ready to give you our request now-”

“You’re treading a thin line, now,” Waller warned whilst she turned to face you both again, “you don’t need to call me Buttface, just Commander-”

“I like Buttface better,” Harley commented, and Waller would groan, but knew better than to continue protesting against her, knowing Harley of all people wouldn’t give in, “so - what we want is to start being training tutors next week, not this week, can you do that for us, Commander Buttface?”

“Sure, whatever, Craziness-”

That comment was it for you, prompting you to snarl, and try and carefully free yourself from Harley’s hold, but she saw this coming, and would hold you back to the best of her ability whilst Waller would appear amused, and bemused somehow at the same time.

“If she ever tries to threaten me like that again she won’t be a tutor; she’ll be a trainee, got that? You better keep her under control-”

“I am, I swear, she just - she’s protective of me,” Harley defended, “there’s nothing I can do about that.”

“Well you better try something, or else she’s going to our version of a dog pound, and she won’t like it,” Waller further cautioned, “now do whatever it is you were intending on doing, and I will - unwillingly - schedule for you both to become tutors next week.”

“Thank you,” she replied whilst you grimaced after her as she walked back toward the base; you couldn’t believe Waller would try and call her crazy like that, “calm down, Alpha - she’s gone, now, it’s just us again-”

“I’m not letting her get away with insulting you like that-”

“I don’t mind it,” she tried to reassure you, “Nugget, look at me.” You would falter, before glancing up at her, and relaxing upon noticing her smiling softly down at you whilst she carefully turned you around so she could wrap her arms around your waist, and ease you closer to her, allowing her to affectionately connect her forehead to your’s again blissfully. “You don’t have to try and defend me like that all the time,” she claimed, and you would frown, before shaking your head, but she would continue before you could protest against her previous statement, “I’m used to people calling me stuff like that, now, I promise - it doesn’t bother me.”

You would then falter again, a hurt look on your face whilst you gritted your teeth a little, your fangs extending subconsciously whilst your irises flickered between their usual colour, and a bold orange one, worrying her, but she trusted you not to do anything stupid, knowing that if you did you would both be separated again, and neither of you were about to let that happen, somehow.

“Who else has called you names like that?” You questioned, and she would frown, before shaking her head gravely whilst you silently pleaded with her using your eyes, desperate to find out who else would dare and insult her like that.

“That doesn’t matter,” she responded hastily, prompting you to appear disappointed, as well as a little disheartened as it worried you and dejected you to think that she no longer trusted you enough to share such information with you, “it’s all in the past, now - Alpha, please, don’t do anything stupid; I can’t lose you again-”

“Who said I’d do anything to them?” You pried whilst a hurt look crossed on her face, and Harley would fall quiet, a pained expression on her face whilst she tried to think of a way to defuse the situation before she could lose you, but she couldn’t; she knew you too well, and knew that you wouldn’t let something like what she had just revealed to you go as easily as she wished, and hoped against hope that you would.

“N-Nobody, I just - Y/n, I-”

“You still think I’m a monster, don’t you?” You guessed feebly, your eyes darkening, and heart sinking as well as aching excruciatingly whilst tears began to cloud your vision, and you would carefully ease her off of you to get up off of the ground, and retrieve your bra, jeans, and shirt.

“No,” she whined, hastily getting up after you whilst she cursed Waller silently for interrupting your and her previous blissful moment, “t-that’s not - that’s not what I meant, Y/n, please - don’t do this-”

“I don’t know why I ever thought things would be normal again,” you expressed truthfully, your voice briefly trembling whilst you backed away from her, until she faltered, her heart aching excruciatingly alongside your’s whilst she silently begged you with her eyes to stay, and give her another chance to explain what she had truly meant by her previous statement. “I’m always just going to be a monster to you, and everyone else, aren’t I?” You assumed, prompting her to subconsciously shake her head whilst tears slowly began to run down her cheeks, making you feel guilty, but you would try and fight back the urge you were experiencing to throw your arms around her, and to try and provide comfort to her by delicately connecting your lips to her own again whilst cradling her close to you, and whispering sweet nothings to her, believing you’d only make things worse if you gave into these feelings again. “I’m gonna go back,” you murmured, “make sure my pack are okay.”

“What? Am I not one of them, now?” She retorted faintly, her voice briefly trembling, prompting her to curse it as she’d not previously intended to cry in front of you as she knew it upset you to see her crying like she was, now.

“Why would you be? You’re not a monster, Quinzels, you-.. you deserve a life so much better than the one I’ve offered you,” you reminded her, no matter how much it pained you both to hear it, but before she could protest, and try to change your mind, you would dump the shirt, bra, and jeans by the nearest willow tree, before taking off your pants, and changing into your wolf form whilst Harley began to feel hopeless, not sure what else she could do to stop you from leaving the way you were about to, ‘I-.. I’ll see you around, I guess.’

“So that’s it?” She strained out, prompting you to hesitantly stop at the brambles beside the same willow tree you’d left your clothes, but you wouldn’t dare glance back at her, not wanting her to see that you had begun to cry quietly alongside her. “Y/n-”

‘You should be happy,’ you interjected, prompting her to fall quiet whilst she shook her head again behind you, ‘I’m a monster letting you go free, aren’t I? A-And that’s all there is to it, so-.. yeah, Harley, that’s-.. that’s it - find someone better than me-’

“But there’s no-one better for me than you are-”

‘You’d be surprised,’ you contradicted, ‘m-maybe try Winter - at least she’s relatively normal; more normal than I could ever be. Anyway - g-good luck, not that someone perfect like you needs it.’ You would then jump over the brambles, before galloping back toward the base where your pack were anxiously waiting for you upon sensing that you were nearing, and distressed as they howled for you, and would rush to meet you, and try to provide comfort to you by nuzzling you, only for you to subconsciously snap at them, prompting you to feel guilty as you whined quietly to apologise to them, before you dragged yourself away from them, and curled up a few paces away like the monstrous, as well as useless and inefficient mutt you had always, and knew you would always view yourself to be.

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After you had rushed off the way you had the day before, Harley began to feel lost again, only dragging herself toward the base once she had managed to recover from her first session of breaking down, but along the way she couldn’t help, but cry quietly whilst she walked back toward the base, longing, and silently begging you to return to her, and though you could feel that she - too - was just as sad as you were, you felt as if you would only make things worse if you returned to her side, so instead would force yourself to stay where you were, lowering your head back down onto your paws whilst tears continued to stream down your cheeks endlessly, and occasionally a strained whine would manage to emit from your throat; you hated hurting her, and the fact that you weren’t rushing to her side, but you would try and remind yourself that you were doing it to try and make her happy again, believing she could never be truly happy with someone like you.

Despite this happening between you both yesterday, you both were still determined more than anything to go on saving one another’s lives, and once an ambush suddenly had arisen, this was all you both could think about doing.

Before Waller and Bloodsport had made the announcement of Omegas being in the area, your pack had picked up on their presence, snarling and growing anxious as they paced around the back area of the base that they were being kept in, whilst you found you couldn’t react; couldn’t even lift your head - the smallest of movements was excruciating, and you were just waiting for someone to finally take your life, sick of it, and the pain you constantly found yourself in whenever you were away from Harley.

As you had been blocking out the distressed and anxious as well as irritated howls sounding out around you, and had your nose buried into your paws whilst you were in your wolf form - you hadn’t changed back since you returned to your pack after fighting with Harley the way you did following Waller’s interruption of your and her blissful moment - you couldn’t pick up the scent of the Omegas, and guessed that maybe your pack members were just fighting, and were trying to get your attention to side with whoever believed themselves to be right.

You wouldn’t even realise the Omegas and hunters were on their way to attack after a couple of your pack members - now desperate to get you up - began to tug at your flank, and the back of your neck, infuriating you as you eventually snapped at them, before faltering; the scent of the Omegas had now hit you, and you couldn’t help, but allow your mind to race to Harley - if they ever hurt her, you knew that you’d never be able to forgive yourself. This thought would prompt you instantly to snarl, and force yourself to get up off of the ground with the intention of racing around the base until you finally noticed Waller and her new Suicide Squad around the front of it alongside Harley and Bloodsport.

As soon as you noticed her, you would make to trot up to her, your heart skipping a beat whilst you subconsciously smiled softly, and your tail would begin to wag as if you and the group weren’t in danger. However, as soon as you noticed Winter rushing up to Harley to throw her arms around her, you would falter, a pained expression on your face, and demeanour sinking whilst your tail and ears would sink alongside your heart, and your eyes would darken - it was painful, though you knew you shouldn’t assume that they were anything more than friends, despite how you still believed that maybe they should be considering the fact that you always seemed to somehow mess up the way you believed you had yesterday with her once Waller had gone, and left you both alone again.

‘Alpha?’ One of your pack members - the most trusted within the group - Lidia, would phase whilst she rushed up behind you, evidently worried about you, as well as what should be done about the impending ambush waiting to occur. ‘What’s wrong? Shouldn’t we be telling them?’ She inquired, and you would frown, before nodding gravely whilst you found you couldn’t pry your gaze away from Harley and Winter; you couldn’t believe how painful it was to see them together, even after all these years as they hadn’t seen one another ever since you had lost each other the second time before you could both even graduate from university together, and the reminder would prompt a strained whine to escape you; you’d both always intended to graduate together before you’d lost one another the way you had, as well as to get married as long as you ended up changing her, something else you now doubted you both would ever be able to do.

‘I can’t,’ you expressed dejectedly, before turning away, and making to drag yourself back toward the area in which your pack were all staying. Lidia would falter, surprised, looking between you and the group, before she rushed after you, wanting to try and make you feel better to the best of her ability if the pack were to remain strong, and able to take down the approaching Omegas and hunters.

‘Look, I - I know things have been hard, but-’

‘Lidia, please, just-..’ You would interject feebly, reluctantly glancing back at her though you would rather just allow yourself to collapse the way you longed to, feeling much too weak to go on the way that you were, especially without Harley; she had always been the one to make you feel stronger than you ever have, before; the only person to provide you with hope, as well as a reason to live; if it weren’t for her, you would most likely be dead, by now, and still believed you soon could be, if this was truly the end between her and you. ‘Forget about me, okay? All of you should - I’m not a leader,’ you uttered, ‘I-.. I’m just-.. nothing, so-.. forget about me, and get someone else to be your Alpha, because with me you’ll never be able to take down the Omegas.’

You would then push yourself to continue walking though your legs were paining you more than they ever had before, and heart was aching excruciatingly. Lidia would find herself not sure what to do for a moment, before howling for the others to surround the area considering you already seemed to have given up so easily.

“What’s with all the howling today?” Bloodsport questioned upon noticing Lidia rushing up to the group, and Harley would anxiously inch closer to them; she’d been worried about you upon hearing your pack howling, except she had been worried about how you might react if she checked up on you, doubting she would be allowed to see you after what had happened between you both yesterday, as well as not wanting to upset you any further by doing so, no matter how much she had been longing to try and fix things between you both again, somehow.

As they couldn’t understand her - including Harley as she didn’t have a strong enough bond with Lidia and the others to understand them the way she did, and could understand you - she would warily approach Harley, and whine quietly whilst she used her head to gesticulate to the corner you had disappeared around, and she would instantly understand what Lidia wanted her to do - she wanted her to help you, and at first she would begin to panic, assuming you were in danger, or in pain.

“W-Wait, what’s wrong with her? Is she okay?” She questioned, her voice briefly trembling whilst her stunning icy blue eyes held her worry for you, and panic as a result of the situation. Lidia would frown, feeling bad; she could see that Harley was closely connected to you, and felt guilty for doubting her, before, the way she had, often keeping a close eye on you and her together as she had worried before that Harley might try and hurt you, but she could see now that this wasn’t the case; that Harley cared about you more than she thought she had, before. “C-Can I see her? Will the others let me?” She pried, evidently desperate, and Lidia would nod, delicately tugging at her sleeve to encourage her, and she would then stammer out a shaky ‘thank you’, before running toward the corner, and disappearing around it to get to you whilst Lidia then returned her attention to Bloodsport and Waller, anxiously barking at them, and gesticulating to the forest, before she began to run toward it, encouraging them to follow - hesitantly - still not sure if they should be trusted, but they could tell that something had distressed your pack members considering Lidia’s anxious behaviour, and the previous bouts of distressed and irritated howling that had sounded out earlier, before Lidia had turned up to try and warn them about the approaching Omegas and hunters.

As soon as Harley had got to the the area in which you currently were curled up, hopelessly staring ahead of you whilst tears clouded your vision, she would falter, a pained expression on her face; she hated seeing you like this, and wished she had stopped you both from fighting the way you had yesterday, knowing that maybe if you hadn’t things would be normal again, and this thought would prompt her to silently curse herself for hurting you whilst she warily approached you, only to be knocked down all of a sudden by an Omega; they’d finally made it.

Upon hearing the commotion, you would instantly lift your head, especially after Harley’s sweet scent had blissfully infiltrated your nostrils, only for you to see that she had been pinned down gingerly by an Omega that snarled above her whilst she drifted in and out of consciousness; she’d hit her head quite hard, and felt dizzier than she ever had before, not sure if - now - she was just having a nightmare, or if this were actually happening, but the pain suggested to her that this was really happening, and she feared that maybe she had been set up by you when you could never do something like this to her, and knew you would never be able to forgive yourself if you ever did end up hurting her like that somehow - you loved her too much to do that to her, and could never hurt her for - supposedly - not loving you anymore the way you believed she shouldn’t, especially after yesterday’s events, prompting you to think that she still viewed you to be a monster when really she had just said what she had because she was afraid of losing you again, and feared that Waller would separate you both if you ever tried to attack someone for insulting her the way Waller had insulted her yesterday.

‘Harley-!’ You cried upon noticing her, and she would appear puzzled upon hearing your voice, as well as relieved despite her previous thought that this attack was arranged by you. ‘Let go of her!’ You roared, before lunging at the Omega, but before you could get close enough to it to take it down, a hunter would manage to sedate you upon firing a few sleeping darts at you with a crossbow, prompting you to whine, as well as to manage to sound out a faint, and distressed howl, before you collapsed beside her, and everything went black.

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Once Harley began to stir beside you, she would be shocked to find you being held down by a hunter within an unfamiliar room; they’d evidently taken you somewhere you’d both never been before, and it worried her to think that you both were being held captive somewhere far away from the others. However, it wasn’t her own safety that she was worried about, it was your’s, and whilst the hunter appeared to be struggling to keep you down, she would slowly begin to move, herself, until she realised that she had been roped down onto an uncomfortable metal table whilst you were being chained down due to you being in your wolf form still, and to you finding yourself often being burnt by silver, but this wouldn’t stop you from trying to move no matter how much it pained you to do so, desperate to free Harley before she could be hurt by your and her captors.

“For fuck’s sake, drink it, mutt,” the hunter hissed whilst he held a black bottle over you, trying to pour a familiar dark liquid into your mouth, but your struggling was making it difficult for him to do so; you were sure that the liquid was something the late Sionis’ goons had used on you to control you, and to use you in fights for their own entertainment, as well as financial benefit, “or I’ll pry your mouth open, and pour it down your throat-”

“Get the fuck away from her!” Harley spat, and the hunter couldn’t help, but chuckle whilst he took out a knife, intending to threaten you in an attempt to further torment her, as well as you as you whined, and silently begged her to not worry about you as you didn’t want her to get hurt because of you.

“You’re both pathetic,” he remarked, “I see that now, especially after we managed to capture the both of you so easily-”

“Y-Yeah, well - we aren’t gonna be stuck here for very long; our friends will rescue us,” she continued, certain of herself, and he would scoff in reply, worrying her; his reaction was prompting her to think that maybe the others had been captured, too.

“They’re never gonna find you both here,” he contradicted, “this would be the last place that they would think to look-”

“I doubt that, and even if they don’t find us, we’ll get out of here - I know we will,” she insisted, and whilst he was distracted, you would manage to snap at his right hand, prompting him to cry out in agony as he dropped the bottle, prompting him to jump back, and you to then snatch at his knife in his left hand before he could move any further back, before you offered it to her, allowing her to smirk over at you. “That was hot,” she commented, before she accepted the knife from you, and began to cut at her ropes, allowing her to get up off of the bed, but she would falter upon noticing the hunter taking out a gun, and then aiming it at you as you whimpered softly, and would then glance over at her, desperate for her to escape, and not risk her life for you. “Don’t you dare,” she spat, and he would raise his eyebrows, before clicking the safety off, and stepping closer to her, prompting her to shake her head hastily, “n-no, don’t!”

‘Harley, no,’ you whined whilst she subconsciously inched closer, desperate to save you, ‘you’ll get hurt if-’

“Screw it,” she uttered, not even having to think about her previous plan she had made to risk her life for your own just to give you a taste of your own medicine, before lunging at the man to stab him in the chest a couple of times, prompting him to curse, before he shoved her away, and would manage to shoot her in her left shoulder.

She would then wince, clutching at it whilst she leaned heavily against the wall behind her, and you would whine upon noticing that she was hurt, cursing yourself for not stopping her from trying to attack him to save your life. Once you felt able, you would try and free yourself from the chains again, thrashing at them no matter how much they burnt you, and pained you the way they currently were, desperate to get to her, especially when you noticed the man lifting his gun again to shoot her one more time, panicking you, until you managed to tear the chains off of you, before you got up off of the bed, but he would manage to shoot her one more time before you could knock him down, and maul him until you were certain that he was gone.

“Y/n,” she whined, her voice briefly trembling, and you would falter upon hearing her voice so faint, before rushing up to her, and catching her before she could collapse, feeling too weak to stay up for much longer as she doubled over, and would cling to you in an attempt to stay up, “shit, I-.. I’m so sorry, I’m getting blood on you-”

‘I don’t care about that,’ you interjected gently, ‘I-.. I’m only worried about you-’

“But-”

‘I can’t lose you, Quinzels,’ you expressed dejectedly whilst you carefully would rest her against the wall, before changing back into your human form though you were feeling weaker than you had, before, “I - I need you here with me.”

“So you know how I feel, now, whenever you risk your life, for me?” She questioned, and you would falter, a hurt look on your face whilst you shook your head subconsciously, your eyes darkening as you began to worry that maybe she had done this with the intention of just saving you to prove a point, when really she had forgotten about this exact plan when the actual situation in which she had to save you arose.

“H-Harley, no,” you strained out whilst you affectionately lifted your right hand up to her left cheek, and would use your other hand to apply pressure to her wounds; it certainly was helpful that the wounds were quite close together, allowing you to more easily stall the blood that was escaping her, “don’t tell me you got yourself shot just to try and stop me from risking my life for you, b-because I - I can’t do that - I’m never going to stop risking my life for your’s, b-because-.. I love you, Quinzels, and if I ever lost you-”

“You’ll never lose me, I promise,” she cooed faintly, “I love you, too, a-and I always will, no matter what, I just-.. wish you’d be-.. more careful-”

“I wish you would be more careful,” you stated, a pained expression on your face whilst you found yourself trying desperately not to panic for her, afraid that you would lose her if you didn’t think of a way to try and save her, and soon, but that was hard when there were no supplies you could use to tend to her wounds, desperate to keep her with you to the best of your ability as you couldn’t imagine your life without her in it, and feared what might happen if you ended up losing her today. “Harley-”

“You don’t know what to do, do you?” She guessed, and you would wince, before hastily shaking your head as you didn’t want her to think that; didn’t want to scare her, and you would then frown upon noticing that she was smirking; she wanted you to change her, that much you could tell, but you still feared what might happen if you did as if you ended up changing her, she would never be able to go back to being fully human, and you didn’t want her to experience that kind of life, nor did you want her to be hunted the way she most likely would be if anyone found out about her being a werewolf, like you, even if you were the good ones - nothing good would come of anyone finding out about any werewolves good or bad. “Change me-”

“But-”

“Please,” she begged, “I wanna be like you, and I wanna officially be your mate so I can spend eternity with you-”

“Please, Harleen, d-don’t make me do this-”

“You promised,” she interjected dejectedly; she couldn’t believe you were pulling out of changing her, now, “why do you always pull out of every promise you’ve ever made me?”

“T-That’s not true,” you contradicted, “Harley, I-.. I don’t want you to be subjected to a life like the one I’ve had to live - I’ve constantly been hunted down, and have been made to run away, and hide ever since I found out about my true being-”

“I don’t care about what people might try and do to me, or about having to hide because I want to do everything with you, Alpha,” she expressed, and you would fall quiet, your eyes glinting a little whilst you began to feel warm and fuzzy inside, “I’m happy, as long as we’re together, even as a werewolf, and d’you remember what I said a few years back, little wolfy? I’m only marrying you after you change me, so if you want me to accept your paw, I better be able to accept it with one of my own.”

“I’m surprised you still wanna marry me, a-after-.. after last year,” you admitted, and she would falter, a hurt look on her face; she didn’t think you’d ever worry about her not wanting to marry you when that was one of the things she had been dreaming of ever since she had first met you, and fallen deeply in love with you.

“Of course I still wanna marry you,” she replied, “Y/n-.. you-.. you’re everything to me, a-and I could never love anyone else as much as I love you, even after I was with Winter, and that Luna guy, b-because-.. it’s only ever truly been you for me, and that’ll never change, baby, I promise; you’re my soulmate, and you always will be, n-no matter what.”

You then couldn’t help, but lean forward to delicately connect your lips to her’s, prompting her to instantly melt into the kiss whilst you wondered what you had done to deserve someone as good and perfect as her.

“I - I love you so much,” you returned, your voice briefly trembling whilst you affectionately connected your forehead to her’s; you were struggling to fight back that you were trying not to cry; nobody had ever made you feel as special, and loved as she had made you feel ever since you’d both first met, and fallen in love with one another, “a-and you’ll always be my soulmate, too.”

“I’m glad,” she cooed, beaming over at you as if she were no longer in pain whilst she blissfully locked eyes with you in the best way possible, “so - will you change me, or will I have to try and do something to encourage you to?” You would appear flustered, not expecting her to want to try and do something like that whilst she was wounded the way she currently was, and you were currently naked after changing back into your human form. “‘Cause I could,” she stated whilst she smirked up at you again, flustering you even more whilst blood began to rush to your cheeks, and your fangs would extend subconsciously, “but don’t worry - I’ll still play with you later, if you do decide you want to change, and marry me without having me try and encourage you to?”

“As much as I’d love for you to try and encourage me, and to try and win against me again,” you began playfully, “I-..” You would then falter upon noticing that Harley had begun to appear weaker, and would wince whilst her eyelids began to grow heavy; she was losing too much blood, and if you didn’t do something to try and save her now, you would lose her, and you couldn’t let that happen, no matter how much you wished you could keep her human to allow her to live a normal life, and to not be threatened as much as you had been ever since you’d found out about being a werewolf, and had been discovered by many before you had both lost one another the second time following the moment you had first saved her life from an Omega; after you had first lost her, you ended up accidentally losing control of yourself quite often, and this bout of despair resulted in you accidentally hurting more people than you had ever thought you would, and had hoped you wouldn’t; your mother no doubt would be disappointed by what you had done, and you had no intention of hurting any other innocent civilians anymore just to try and make her proud, somehow, and you could only do that, and remain in control of yourself as long as Harley was by your side, allowing you to shower her with the love you knew you would always hold for her, no matter what might befall you both in the future. “Harley-? N-No, Quinzels, please, stay with me; don’t leave me, please, I love you, I-”

“I don’t know if I’m gonna be able to try and encourage you right now, but-..” She managed faintly whilst she began to feel dizzy, and quite nauseous; she felt so much weaker than she ever had before, and wished she could try and do more to help you, and to try and calm you down, but you would shake your head subconsciously, not wanting her to feel like she still had to try and do that for you whilst she was in a state like this, losing too much blood for your liking. “Later, Alpha, I promise-”

“No, Harley,” you whined, “you don’t have to do that for me; you’re gonna need rest later-”

“Just change me, Nugget, please,” she begged, desperate to stay with you before her life could slip away from her; she could tell that she soon might if she wasn’t changed over the next few minutes, or even seconds, “or else we’ll lose each other again-”

“I - I will, I just-.. Q-Quinzels, I-.. I’m terrified,” you admitted timidly, your voice briefly trembling whilst you cradled her close to you again, faltering when you noticed that she was beginning to grow even paler, “if I lose you-”

“You won’t lose me, baby, I promise,” she tried to reassure you, her voice close to a whisper, and sounding a little more raspy; she was struggling to breathe, now, and you couldn’t bear to see her like this, “I-.. I love you so much, and I’m gonna fight for you no matter how much the process might hurt me just to come out of it alive, and like you; I wanna be your’s, and only your’s, Y/n - I wanna do everything with you, and this way we’ll be able to do everything together forever - just think about that, and you’ll feel better, I promise; it’ll help us both through this, I know it will.”

You would then nod hastily, and she was right - thinking about your and her future easily calmed you down, certainly enough for you to try and prepare yourself, as well as her, before you would begin the changing process for her, delicately nuzzling at her neck, before you whimpered softly, only to be soothed again by her lifting her right hand up to the back of your head so she could entangle her fingers within your hair, prompting your heart to skip a beat for a moment, and to stop pounding overwhelmingly whilst you extended your fangs again; you found biting into the neck was often easier than biting into someone’s arm, and that’s why this was often how you tended to change whoever you found you had to in an attempt to stop them from dying after you’d lost control, and mauled them the way you had a few years ago the second time you had lost her.

“Are you ready?” You asked, and she would nod without hesitation, relieving you, before you whispered ‘good’, and would then sink your fangs into her neck, prompting her to wince, and whimper softly whilst you dug them a little deeper until you knew you’d reached a vein, and you would try not to pull away though you could tell you were hurting her, whining quietly in response to her reaction.

“It’s okay, little wolfy,” she cooed, “I’m okay, just - keep going for me, okay?” You would then inject the venom into her from the tips of your fangs, and she would try and fight back a whimper; it was painful, and the venom felt like acid burning within her, and the burning sensation would travel throughout her body whilst the venom coursed through her every vein, painfully slowly modifying her, and at one point it became so excruciating that she couldn’t help, but begin to cry quietly whilst she buried her face into your right shoulder, prompting your heart to ache, and your body to begin trembling a little, but she would keep trying to reassure you that she was okay, not wanting you to worry about her, and to panic again, whispering sweet nothings to you whenever she heard you whimpering, and felt your body trembling within her arms.

However, once she found herself beginning to feel even fainter as the venom travelled to her heart, she would soon fall unconscious, prompting you to begin panicking again after you’d pulled away upon feeling that you had used up enough venom to change her, what you hoped was enough, anyway.

“Harley,” you whined, your eyes widening with the fear and worry you were currently holding for her whilst you carefully shook her, desperate to get her to wake up, and to hear her voice again just to know that she was okay, and that you weren’t going to lose her again, “Quinzels, please, t-talk to me, I - I need you; I can’t live without you, I love you-.. stay with me, please.” You would then bury your face into the crook of her neck again whilst you began to sob uncontrollably into it; you couldn’t hear her even breathing anymore, and couldn’t even hear her heart beating alongside your own, terrifying you, as well as prompting you to curse yourself quietly; you’d never be able to forgive yourself if you lost her by trying to change her the way you had. “Please, Harleen,” you begged shakily, “c-come back to me - I swear I’ll never leave your side again; I’ll be so much more careful than I was before, just-.. come back.”

You would then appear startled by the door opening behind you both, but you found you couldn’t move, longing to stay with her, holding her the way that you were until you knew that she was okay, even if the invading party were enemies of your and her’s.

“I knew it,” a gruff voice sounded out, “we should have chained her up, too.” You couldn’t help, but growl softly, sensing that the unfamiliar group were approaching the both of you, but you still wouldn’t move, easing her body closer to you whilst you silently begged her to wake up, even gently nibbling at her right ear, shoulder, and neck to try and prompt a reaction from her; you were desperate to bring her back to you, somehow, not caring about what they might do to you, now, if you had truly lost her, when - little did you know - the transformation was working, and she was just currently temporarily unconscious whilst the venom was settling throughout her body after it had modified her, before gradually beginning to get her heart to start beating again.

As soon as you could hear her heart beginning to beat again faintly alongside your own, you would appear elated, your eyes glinting whilst you held her at arm’s length, and the invaders warily approached slowly from behind you both; you’d managed to successfully change her, after all, and wouldn’t lose her, as long as you took down the next few invaders to protect her, before she could wake up, and be hurt by them again.

“Get her,” the leader instructed, and you would then - upon discovering that Harley was okay, and would soon be waking up - set her carefully down against the wall again, before snarling, and protectively standing up in front of her, your irises taking on a bold orange colour whilst you bared your teeth at them, prompting each of them to falter, before recomposing themselves, and surrounding you, but you were confident that you could take each of them out this time, as long as you remembered who you were doing it for - the only woman you could ever fall in love with the way that you had since you’d both been going to university together, Harleen Quinzel, prompting your heart to skip a beat whilst you instantly began to feel much stronger than you had been before, allowing you to lunge at them before any of them could even make a first move, before you changed into your wolf form in mid-air, and began to viciously take them down one by one, before limping slowly back to Harley’s side once they were all down, and delicately easing her body forward a little so you could curl up around her protectively, patiently waiting for her to wake up with no intention of leaving her side again, unless you had to to defend her against anymore invaders.

As soon as she began to stir - and you could tell once she had as she subconsciously wrapped her arms around your neck, before burying her face into the crook of your neck - you would wag your tail uncontrollably whilst you tried not to get up, not wanting to disturb her; you knew she’d be trying to get used to how everything felt after you’d changed her, and didn’t want the process to be rushed for her, despite the situation you both currently were in, under threat of potentially more invaders walking in on you both together, no longer bound to the uncomfortable metal platforms you had previously been on.

“You saved me again, Alpha,” she mused sleepily, and you couldn’t help, but giggle softly, elated to find that you hadn’t lost her again, “e-everything feels-..”

‘Don’t worry,’ you cooed through her and your pack bond due to you being in your wolf form as you couldn’t communicate with her normally in this form like you could whenever you were in your human form, ‘I know everything must feel weird right now, a-and so new, but-’

“It feels amazing,” she reassured you, and you would appear surprised, before smiling lovingly down at her, and nuzzling her forehead delicately, prompting her to giggle as your nose was wet, and it felt funny. You couldn’t help, but giggle softly alongside her, finding her laugh to be magical, as well as infectious and intoxicating like her entire being was, and always had been, “only you could ever make me laugh the way you do.”

‘I’m glad,’ you replied, before affectionately licking her right cheek, ‘I love you so much, Quinzels, a-and you know that’ll never change, right?’

“Of course I do,” she answered, before connecting her forehead to your’s lovingly, “why wouldn’t I?”

‘I - I don’t know, I just-..’ You would then whimper softly, prompting her smile to fade a little; she didn’t like to see you upset. ‘It sounded like I was hurting you earlier-’

“You weren’t hurting me, Alpha,” she insisted, before lifting her right hand up to your left cheek, soothing you instantly as you melted into her touch, “you’d never hurt me; I know you wouldn’t, and even if you did it’s not like you’d ever intend to - I love you, and I always will, no matter what, and I’d kiss you, but your nose is all wet, and you’re all hairy right now.” You would then pout playfully, prompting her to smirk over at you, before she delicately pressed a kiss to your right cheek, and got up off of the ground whilst you appeared to be flustered, a dazed expression on your face whilst you began to blush beneath your fur, and your heart had begun to race again. “You’re adorable,” she remarked, prompting you to whimper softly whilst you grew to be even further flustered, feeling warm and fuzzy whilst you tried to hide your face in your paws, though she could already tell she was having the usual effect she did on you whenever she teased you the way she was, now, revelling in her ability to make you feel the way you did, as well as revelling in the way you were making her feel; she’d never felt so loved, and cared about before by anyone, and wondered why you were still here with her, and this thought would prompt her to falter, a pained expression on her face for a moment whilst you would appear worried about her, wondering why she seemed so sad all of a sudden.

‘Harley? A-Are you okay?’ You inquired, hastily getting up off of the ground to try and provide comfort to her by nuzzling her side, and protectively curling yourself around her again so you could press your snout into the palm of her left hand, prompting her to smile softly whilst she tried to fight back the tears that had managed to cloud her vision just by having her mind being invaded by her previous thought.

“Y-Yeah, I just-.. I never thought-.. thinking could hurt so much, sometimes,” she answered, prompting your heart to sink as your eyes darkened slightly, “are feelings always-.. heightened - f-for werewolves?”

‘They can be,’ you mused apologetically, ‘I’m so sorry, Harley, I-.. I should have given you more time to decide-’

“No,” she interjected gently, not wanting you to think that she already was regretting allowing you to change her when she’d wanted this ever since she’d found out about what you were, “I’m happy, Y/n, I swear I am, I just-.. I guess I-.. I’ve never felt this way before; I’ve never had anyone actually want to stay with me for who I am - why did you choose me to be your mate, in the first place?”

‘There’s a whole list of reasons why I chose you, Quinzels,’ you expressed, and she couldn’t help, but smile lovingly down at you whilst you both so easily got lost within one another’s eyes, prompting you to stammer a little as you grew even further flustered than you thought you ever could be before, ‘a-and I promise I am gonna do everything I can to make you happier than I ever have before b-because-.. you’re honestly the most important person in the world to me, and nobody could ever change that, I promise.’

“I can’t wait to marry you when this is all over,” she remarked, “and to reward you later-”

‘Hey - I told you you didn’t have to; you need to rest-’

“Well I don’t wanna rest, so guess what? I’m not going to-”

Before you could both continue, you would tense up upon hearing approaching voices, worrying you as you defensively made physical contact with one another for a moment, desperate to try and protect each other to the best of your ability whilst you were both in quite a vulnerable position, and no longer had the others to fight around you both.

“We should think about escaping,” she stated, and you would nod gravely, though you’d rather focus on her, and her only, revelling in being so close to her again, “I might have a crazy plan.” You would appear intrigued, glancing up at her whilst you tilted your head partially, and would try and hide your worry; you still feared you might lose her, somehow, but you would try and push your doubts from your mind, vowing to do anything you could to try and protect her, whilst she would silently vow to do all she could to protect you, determined to keep you alive, and by her side this time. “So - what do you say we become double trouble again?” She inquired, and you would smirk, a mischievous glint forming in your eyes whilst you nodded, prompting her to beam back down at you, evidently excited to escape, and to return to the base with you to spend more time with you, and to have you train her, and teach her all that there is to know about being a werewolf whilst also fooling around with you more due to your heat cycle currently taking place.

‘I’d love that,’ you corroborated, ‘what did you have in mind?’

🜚

You both would then manage to explode one of the walls of the building; she’d stolen one of the guard’s guns, allowing her to explode it by shooting at an explosive barrel full of gunpowder, allowing you both to jump out, and to run toward Apocalypse forest, and the base whilst you both giggled uncontrollably together, running side-by-side back toward the base as if you hadn’t just caused an explosion, and committed arson within a building in which the President of Gotham was being kept, but you both hadn’t realised this yet, until you had decided to lead the group to it the next day, focused instead - at the time - on your and her possible future together following this moment, and how blissful it could be.

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