Alpha Ocean ✔

22.5 Renaissance

Naya's P.O.V.
16th Century Verdicci

Verdicci is basically Florence in the Renaissance era. I kept the name Madicci because I liked it. Translation for the little Italian phrases. 
Lorenzo (Enzo) - Ocean
Mi Amore – My Love.
Bambino – Baby
Pallazo – Palace.

I​ ​was​ ​exiled​ ​from​ ​my​ ​pack​ ​after​ ​the​ ​alpha​ ​caught​ ​me​ ​with​ ​Enzo​ ​in​ ​a​ ​compromising​ ​position. We​ ​first​ ​met​ ​when​ ​we​ ​were​ ​15.​ ​He​ ​was​ ​one​ ​of​ ​those​ ​boys​ ​who​ ​stood​ ​outside​ ​marketplaces,​ ​drawing whatever​ ​inspired​ ​him.​ ​He​ ​was​ ​still​ ​in​ ​his​ ​pack,​ ​so​ ​he​ ​could​ ​afford​ ​pricey​ ​paints​ ​and​ ​canvases,​ ​before he​ ​was​ ​banished​ ​as​ ​well.

He​ ​made​ ​a​ ​sketch​ ​of​ ​when​ ​he​ ​saw​ ​me​ ​for​ ​the​ ​first​ ​time,​ ​and​ ​told​ ​me​ ​it​ ​was​ ​love​ ​at​ ​first​ ​sight.

I​ ​fell,​ ​head​ ​over​ ​heels,​ ​for​ ​his​ ​charms.​ ​The​ ​paintings​ ​and​ ​sketches​ ​he​ ​made​ ​of​ ​me​ ​after​ ​we "accidentally"​ ​saw​ ​each​ ​other​ ​in​ ​the​ ​town​ ​centre​ ​drew​ ​me​ ​to​ ​him.​ ​I​ ​started​ ​making​ ​excuses​ ​to​ ​roam around​ ​the​ ​market​ ​each​ ​day,​ ​and​ ​I​ ​would​ ​find​ ​him​ ​waiting​ ​near​ ​a​ ​stone​ ​bridge​ ​that​ ​connected​ ​the city​ ​and​ ​the​ ​farm​ ​land.

He'd​ ​paint​ ​landscapes,​ ​bustling​ ​market​ ​streets,​ ​cramped​ ​townhouses,​ ​and​ ​people.​ ​I'd​ ​watch him,​ ​just​ ​like​ ​many​ ​others​ ​who​ ​stopped,​ ​as​ ​he​ ​painted​ ​marvelous​ ​whimsies.​ ​When​ ​he​ ​was​ ​done,​ ​he would​ ​hand​ ​me​ ​a​ ​sketch​ ​of​ ​myself​ ​from​ ​different​ ​angles.​ ​Our​ ​attraction​ ​grew,​ ​and​ ​I​ ​started​ ​to​ ​wait for​ ​him​ ​in​ ​secluded​ ​places,​ ​hidden​ ​from​ ​everyone's​ ​prying​ ​eyes.

When​ ​our​ ​packs​ ​found​ ​out​ ​about​ ​our​ ​"pre-mating​ ​relationship",​ ​we​ ​were​ ​forbidden​ ​to​ ​see each​ ​other.​ ​Though,​ ​as​ ​always,​ ​Enzo​ ​had​ ​other​ ​ideas.​ ​He​ ​broke​ ​into​ ​our​ ​pack,​ ​in​ ​the​ ​dark​ ​of​ ​the night,​ ​and​ ​took​ ​me​ ​away​ ​with​ ​him.​ ​He​ ​felt​ ​me​ ​cry​ ​every​ ​night​ ​when​ ​I​ ​was​ ​away​ ​from​ ​him,​ ​and​ ​I​ ​felt his​ ​anger​ ​every​ ​day​ ​when​ ​I​ ​was​ ​caged​ ​in​ ​my​ ​father's​ ​house.​ ​He​ ​couldn't​ ​live​ ​without​ ​me​ ​and​ ​I​ ​didn't want​ ​to​ ​live​ ​without​ ​him.

We​ ​didn't​ ​know​ ​we​ ​were​ ​mates​ ​back​ ​then,​ ​and​ ​even​ ​though​ ​we​ ​were​ ​worried,​ ​we​ ​decided to​ ​choose​ ​each​ ​other.​ ​Luckily,​ ​we​ ​realised​ ​we​ ​were​ ​mates​ ​when​ ​he​ ​turned​ ​18,​ ​and​ ​by​ ​then​ ​we​ ​had​ ​a place​ ​to​ ​live​ ​and​ ​steady​ ​income.​ ​He​ ​was​ ​an​ ​aspiring​ ​artist​ ​and​ ​I​ ​supported​ ​him​ ​one​ ​hundred​ ​present. I​ ​would​ ​go​ ​wherever​ ​he​ ​was​ ​summoned​ ​and​ ​sew​ ​new​ ​clothes​ ​to​ ​model​ ​for​ ​new​ ​paintings.