Ren slowly opened his eyes, and turn to look gently at his mate. But sigh when he remembered that everything is still far from over.
He sat up, and with a last loving look at his mate, he vanished from thin air.
He reappear at outside of their cabin. The storm may be over, but the ground was still wet and muddy. But he didn't care. He walked and walked, and walked.
When he reached the cabin he wanted, Ren saw a flash of pale skin in the window, and the door opened before he could even knock. He swept in, someone closing the door behind him, eyeing Ren with a mixture of trepidation and intense curiosity.
Bell looked at his friend's serious expression, and asked. “Is it over?”
“Yes,” Ren said, watching the rain drip off her feet to the floor. He gave Bell avlightning quick grin, but
