Alaric stares slack-jawed at the woman, the woman who disappeared unnoticed, stealthily in the middle of the night, covering her every track returns to the pack in such a way, in the light, loud and confident. She looks the same as the one who is committed to his memories yet so very unfamiliar. She is thinner than the last time he saw her, there is not an extra ounce of fat on her body, she was never big but just softer, kinder. Now she emanates strength and hard lines, it is the same face yet nothing alike. He might be forgiven for believing he was looking at a complete stranger. It is just as the intense scent hits him that he knows everything is right, that last tiny bit of hope completely dashed.
Clara’s eyes finally settle on Alaric, they are so cold, her lip quirks in disgust as sh
