You thought he was dead.

He didn't come back to you after the battle, and even then you couldn't find a trace of him anywhere. Your beloved Alastor.

It was hard to believe he had died but you couldn't ignore the maybe. Even after a bit of time afterwards he didn't show. You got a harsh dose of reality very quickly.

Forcing you to think negatively. Was he dead? Those thoughts almost over took you until arms wrapped around you. A familiar scent in the air.

"Devil darlin? ♡"