Velara's POV.
I roam the forest alone - away from the rest of the pack, away from Vladimir. I love the man to death, but sometimes I wish he'd just yell at me, or scream, or tell me what an awful person I am and how badly I messed everything up. His sympathy and understanding can be so infuriating at times. And I just can't deal with him telling me that everything will work out anymore. Right now, I think that he's the only one who believes that.
Sure, Morgana is still talking to me, but it's different between us now. She's not as open with me as she used to be. She's more guarded now, a little more distant - I can tell that she doesn't trust me anymore, that she doesn't look at me in the same way. But at least she's speaking to me. Unlike Malakar, who's just shutting me out completely.
