Qeya River do you don't you want me to love you?

He says exactly what Phillip hoped he wouldn't say. No, she can't be... But she is, no amount of denial would change that. She was a corpse, frozen and left to rot like some foul meal.

What could do such a thing? Phillip would rather not think of the possibilities, but Zephyr's promise prevented him from dropping the thought. Murder, how could that be? There was nothing he knew of that was large enough to take down a wolf. But he refused to believe someone could do something so horrid to their own kind, so he couldn't pin the blame on anything but some unknown beast.

His eyes widened when the other boy stepped closer to the body. What are you doing? Don't touch her, it might be dangerous! It was too late. Zephyr was already examining the wounds on her body. But who could've done such a thing? And why? It's so horrible.