Bella was always a strong independent creature, never asking for or wanting help. She probably didn't expect me to jump in the fight when she was trying to defend me from Stella but I couldn't just let her take on the full grown wolf while I sat by with blood in my scruff. It was just shameful. I may not be the vicious creature I hear my father could be or even the courageous creature like my half brother Kane or any of that family bloodline. They all seem to think so well of themselves and they're big and seem to fight a lot but I'm not like that at all. I was training to be a warrior with Amir because I want to be able to defend those I care about but I enver planned on using it unless it was absolutely necessary.

I can see the wariness so obvious in her eyes, like she wants to give in, to crumble, but something is holding her back. I feel this incessant need to comfort her but I don't even know her name. Maybe it's because I recognize someone going through the same pain as I am. Her body tense at one point, like I'm not reacting the way she would want me to. The curiosity in my eyes seems to alarm her rather than egg her on. Most would be comforted that someone is curious of them but apparently she wanted a different reaction. I don't know how else to be anymore.

Suddenly she's glaring and my ears flick back in puzzlement, brows furrowing. Did I say something wrong? I start to think I was barking up the wrong tree but then I see the tears coming to life in her eyes and my jaw tightens, my heart aching along with hers. She looks away but I already know she's on the verge of crying. I almost regret saying anything now. Maybe I shouldn't have said that. I look at my paws and sigh softly, giving her time to compose herself. I give my name, not even sure she's listening at this point but then she says Malleah and I look up. Her cracking voice is evidence that she's truly breaking down now. Apparently I got through to her and I don't know how I even did it.

My expression softens when she says being alone is the hardest thing. My eyes are enough to say that I agree full heartedly. Then she asks a question and I shake my head. "Not anymore. I grew up in Diveen but I left and never came back. You?" I ask softly, hoping it's okay to share information now.
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