Aiden.
Bale's words didn't seem like him at all. It was him, but his words ... They were foreign. More like that of an ancient being... A really powerful ancient being who made sure his words came out respectfully.
His savage wolf nature that everyone was accustomed to was no where to be found.
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Later that day, the detaining officer came back jiggling the keys as usual. This time, not to yell, but to unlock the door.
"Hey, girl, time to go". He announced as all eyes fell on the curled figure sitting so pitifully at a dark corner once more.
Q'ling who was too shocked to speak, too baffled to move, and too sad to cry sat still on the floor soulless.
Time to go? Where would she go? Who could she go to?
She had no one to go to and had known no where else except the house she was birthed in... The house they were sending her away from.
Where would she go on from here on when she had nothing? How would she survive?
