"No matter what?" The blonde's eyes twinkled with hope as he stared up ever so lovingly at the younger. "No matter what." The black-haired junior looked down to the smaller elder with a gaze so affectionate it instantaneously reassured the other as the shorter felt arms wrapping around his waist. Maybe everything will be alright for once.

two nightwolves; alpha and omega, sworn enemies and all but nothing could stop them from having one last night just for the two of them.

paradox was the word to describe them.  a paradox is a paradox, it confuses and baffles, it is a statement that seemingly contradicts itself. example; which came first, the egg or the hen? or in this case, which came first, love or the lover?