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Run, run, little lamb ~ the wolf is chasing you. Run, run little lamb ~ he\'s going to catch you ~

I was reminded of stories of werewolves when I was young. Never go out in the woods when you\'re alone. Always follow the path, for a werewolf might stumble upon you and eat you if you stray. They were known as monsters hiding in human skin –– shapeshifters of Twilight Woods.

They instill fear in the hearts of many, and they should be right for fearing these beasts, for they were truly lethal and deadly. I witnessed too much blood and gore in my past life to know that behind their beautiful appearance and godly physique laid a beast that was both fearsome and dangerous.

But why . . . I wonder.

Why did I feel safe when I looked at you?

I reached my hand at him. "I know you . . . don\'t I?"

He didn\'t speak, but his slit eyes returned to normal.

"Tell me your name."

". . ."

My heart thudded hard against my chest, and I feared it would crack my ribs. I shortened our distance and was about to clutch his clothes, afraid that he might wander off and I would never get to see him again.

This feeling . . . it was nostalgic. It was like the boy in my dreams, and my eyes shone with eagerness and delight.

"Are you––!"

Before I could touch even a fabric of his clothes, my consciousness faded, and I fell into his arms.

"Y-you . . ." Did he just strike me in my neck? The last thing I thought as my eyes closed was . . . revenge.

I\'ll definitely get even with him when I see him next time. I thought.

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Lyander looked at Trinity in his arms and wiped away some hairs off her face. His wolf wanted to claw out from him, eager to meet her again. He didn\'t let it, though, for he wanted to steal every bit of time with her. His silver eyes, however, dilated. His wolf peeked through his irises to get a view of the woman in his arms.

"Lyander," Colm called, and Lyander grumbled under his breath.

"We need to get going."

Lyander briefly shot Colm a look. He was already seated in the coachman seat while looking at him in boredom.

"We can\'t afford to dally here any longer." Colm was sensing that Lyander didn\'t want to go. Even with the mask on his face, he knew what he was feeling. Was he going to abandon the pact and become a rogue?

Colm was starting to worry. It was okay if Lyander didn\'t have a pact if his wolf didn\'t manifest yet. But once you made your first werewolf shift, you needed to belong in a pact, or else you\'d turn rogue.

Werewolves who became rogues were hunted and killed by other werewolves. It was a compulsion that they couldn\'t control.

Lyander wasn\'t crazy enough to go rogue just for a woman that wasn\'t his mate, right? Colm was beginning to sweat buckets when Lander didn\'t even flinch when he turned to his heels.

"Go ahead. I\'ll catch up."

"Wai––!" Colm stretched his hand, but Lyander was gone with the witch in his arms.

Colm rolled his eyes on the two silver moons. "Oh, for the love of the Moon Goddess."

Carrying Trinity in his arms, Lyander only had one thought in mind. To get her back safely inside her house. With his speed and strength, he didn\'t break a sweat as he passed the guards with ease and came into her window in the attic.

He knew where she lived, and he could smell her scent in her room. The window was small, but he managed to fit his frame . . . somehow. He had to admit that he did have a hard time fitting inside her little window with her in his hands.

Laying Trinity in her bed, Lyander put a blanket over her before placing her basket beside her bed.

Looking inside her room, there wasn\'t anything much. A small makeshift bed and bedside table and a stone sink, and a pot for peeing. There wasn\'t any wardrobe –– just a flimsy racket shelf for her clothes that didn\'t even reach five pieces. There wasn\'t even a fireplace, and Lyander wondered how she survived till this day.

Life with the humans must have been hard, especially since her family was gone.

Lyander gently caressed her face. If he could, he would take her away and take care of her like her family did to him when they were young. He owed them that much. But he couldn\'t take her with him to his pact. They\'ll shred her to pieces. And he definitely couldn\'t leave his pact and turn rogue, or every wolf couldn\'t resist their compulsion to end him.

Life on the run.

That was the life that awaited her if he turned rogue. It was no life for her.

At least in the humans, she could live in peace. As long as she wasn\'t discovered, she was safe.

Lyander sighed in frustration. This was all he could do for her before he left. To never appear before her again. It was better that way. For the both of them. Their life was simply different now.

Lyander caressed her face and grazed his lips over her head ever so gently.

Both their time in the past and now were short, but it was the happiest day of his life.

"Take care, little snowflake."

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