That was the first time I saw Him. He was on the other side of the field. People who surrounded him were clearing a path for him to walk. They bowed their heads slightly in submission as he went by. He looked so familiar but I couldn't place where from. Looking at him made my heart stop and my palms sweaty. I felt this invisible pull between us that felt as if we were connected by some type of rope. My wolf started yipping at the service begging to be let out but it took everything in me to keep her at bay. I wasn't sure if he had noticed me yet till he looked over at me and glanced into my eyes looking directly at my soul. But the second was short lived because when I looked at his eyes I saw absolutely no emotion. It was as if he had no soul at all. What happens when you have two very damaged people who are both hard headed. What happens when they are both Werwolf's. What Happens When They are the key to a Thousand Year old mystery.
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