VILKAS
Confined in the section of the east side of the forest, she was stark raving mad against the restrains. The facility was equipped with the tools needed to delimit her aggressive behavior; with hair undone, eyes glaring, she was almost unrecognizable.
Her mother was sniffling beside me, dejected to see her daughter suffer from the misery the latter herself had perpetrated.
“She loved him,” said Lara. “it was like a dream, she said when she found him in the creek.” Her sobs were painful and Silas held her sobbing mate. “I remember she asked me what she could do to be with him. She answered her question and smiled; she’d do anything... and since then, she has been different.”
Invariably, when a mate tragically dies, the other follows, for the bond ties the mates’ souls unitedly. As
