"What is it?" "I don't know. But do you see its eyes?" "It must be a vampire, there's a little blood on its chin." "I've never seen a vampire with black eyes. It has to be something different." "Oh my. No... Do you see what's at its feet?" "I can't really make it out... Oh no. Oh my, no no no. Is that... ?" "It's a human." "Is it... is it looking at us? I can't tell with the black eyes." "Go. Go now. GO!" A world with soul mates. Real soul mates and everyone has one. Humans, werewolves, vampires. Hunters. All those random little cuts and bruises are from your mate, transferred to you. What if you couldn't find him? What if you spent an eternity to find him, but he seemed so elusive? Imagine if they weren't your species, and you were going to leave them behind one day due to old age. What would you do for them? What would you do to save yourself?