Prita Pov
Edward was weak. I could sense his energy was drained, almost dying could do that to a person. It had been too long since I last saw him, he has aged more than I expected. Wolves used to last as long as we mages, something changed. Something seemed to diminish with each passing year. "How are you, Edward?" It was a loaded question. He knew I had already sensed it.
"What are you doing here Prita?" he ignored my question, responding with his own.
"There's been some troubling news in the winds," I told him all about the uprising and the wars. The chaos. Lastly, I told him the one thing he did not want to hear. "...They know she's alive." Standly tall, keeping my emotions in check, I watched him react to the new information. He slowly closed his eyes as he heard the news, taking
