“They’re going to die like they did.”
A soft monotone voice turned Diana’s attention from the empty space before her to the direction of the one who had spoken. For a moment, when their eyes met, her heart thumped for reasons she could not possibly comprehend.
Unlike Talia, Diana felt a connection with Talia.
Was it because she knew Talia’s demise that she felt this agitation? Was it guilt?
Diana did not know.
In a raspy voice, Diana forced herself to speak. “T-Talia?”
Talia was about to step forward when she was reminded of the incident earlier. A certain grumpy wolf would kill her if her scent lingered around Diana, she was sure of it. Instead, Talia stood a meter away from Diana. She hovered over her and spoke.
“I have a lot of questions, but that can wait.” Talia looked b
