The beast Sitri feared to have woken had never truly been asleep. Not even when the pack had been on its greatest peak had the monster inside the yearling's heart been dormant. Triggered by the situations she faced and untamed of any type of restriction it was not the first time the emotions that formed inside her stomach clouded her judgement -- or in this case questioned the lack of it.
While she, like Sitri, had resigned to fit the standards, she could now not help but go back to the incessant thought that the new title they had exclusively awarded each other with did not come without a price. But what was that price? Her liberty?
Or her former relationship with Kaname?
While she had always felt some type of affection for the man she wondered, aside from the intimacy, how would their relation change by this new route they had sailed in. Even if had been the desire to bear her own children to carry her own last name what had solidified their agreement she couldn't help but wonder if for the brown assasin things ran deeper.
Sitri's last words were a faint echo in her mind.
The cold of the winter winds was no longer a bother, it was the icyness of her own heart what had her shivering now.