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In contrast to the canine standing so peacefully in the silent snow in front of her, Halo was not in control. She felt nervous of the larger and older female in front of her. Although Halo matched most coyotes in her four legged form she did not have much size at all in her optime form. The woman outmatched her size with ease and was assisted by the thick ivory fur that seemed to want to glitter just like the peaceful crystals made up by frozen water around them. Life probably was easy for this female, the young hybrid thought with bitterness. This woman had never been trapped between several worlds. She had not been brought up with lies and hideous secrets. She was a wolf and she had her family. The Lykoi name was no longer so sacred and holy to the young Inferni member anymore. The more her thoughts were defiled with the essence of the blackness that Samael’s actions had delivered to her mentality the more she despised him and everything that connected them. This also meant their shared Lykoi blood and she was so very afraid it would fully spread to her beloved Kaena and the rest of Inferni as whole. It was her home and her family and there would be nowhere else for her to go. She would be a traitor and weakling just like the two brothers that had left her behind so long ago now. Once she had thought that all three of them had been destined for greatness, but she had been so wrong.

She saw the shock shatter the peace that so comfortably had resided in the woman’s face. Perhaps that was enough evidence for the Lykoi woman. Halo waited while carrying a borrowed calm that was nothing more than a poor illusion. She had to hold on to something to keep her mind from slipping completely away. She awaited the rejection she knew would appear at one point soon now. That was the fate of a hybrid, though she could not really judge such a reaction. The young hybrid that once had been named Halo Soul by her ivory wolf mother was carrying a large amount of hatred in her heart. Most of it was thanks to her failure of a father, though had she and her siblings been raised by their pallid mother than perhaps they would have turned out the same with the only difference that they had chosen the life of wolves instead of tossing away their wolfen name and take either Lykoi or de le Poer. Now a white female was standing in front of her and she knew that if her beginnings had turned out differently then maybe the two of them would have known each other by now. Apparently there were monsters in every family. The green eyed female seemed so different from one of the rabid bastards she had expected to encounter.

The Dahlian female’s voice sounded in the crisp air and Halo shifted uneasily and fidgeted with a lock of her dark copper hair. Ruby gaze seemed nervous and for the first time of her short life she found that she sort of wished that she did not have a blistering red chaos star placed above her heart. It was a long time since Halo had spoken her birth mother’s name out loud. ”Colibri Soul and she sang me that lullaby when I was a child” her voice seemed steady for now, though there was no calm within her. She was certain by now that this woman was a close relative. The appearance, scent and lullaby could not be ignored and she had only really expected to find her half-brother and none else. Gabriel had told her that most of her wolfen family lived in Dahlia, and she realized that Haku Soul was merely one of them. Were there more? She had never felt this curiosity about her wolf family before. She just desperately needed someone to lean on and if she could not trust the family she had chosen and given her loyalty to then who could she trust? Ruby eyes stared into the eyes that were so different from hers. That seemed to be what they did best at the moment; to stare at each other with disbelief and confusion.




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