"I once had a mate." said Tordoff. It was clear to hear his sorrow behind his voice. But to really understand his feelings, she would need to see his face. Unfortunately, she couldn't. The expression in his face was buried in his folded arms, leaving only his copper-colored eyes exposed to the dim light of the dungeon.
"What happened?" Lilac narrowed her eyes, trying to get a better sight of him.
"She died," he said simply, but there were the most complicated feelings followed behind his words.
Lilac bit her lips when she heard the heart-shattering confession from the lycan. It reminded her of what Selene told her a long time ago. She said that losing half of your soul, your mate, was not something that all lycans, and werewolves could bear. From experiencing such tragedy, some of them would die because of the unbearable pain, and some would go feral. Only very few of the shifters could make it through.
