Elgin
I never imagined how hard parting from could be. I thought I had experienced something like this when I lost my mother twelve years earlier. And, just last year, when Phillip the galbro attacked Scarlett, but I was wrong. Nothing could have prepared me for what I was going through now.
I had lost hope. Worse, hope was dead in me, along with Scarlett, the human I had loved; that I still love. My soulmate. My breath. My life. The one I would die for without a shadow of hesitation.
It left me nothing, nothing but my memories, bitterness and guilt.
I had lost everything.
Scarlett’s mutation wasn’t finished, but I was leaving on the morning of the fifth day. Breaking the promise, the promise I made to her. May she forgive me for being so cowardly. A werewolf and a dark angel... Never
