Taya's hands curled up as she clearly remembered the big argument she had with Viktor many years ago about why he won't turn her other than saying she might die.
She had asked him for the reason or proof that she might die, but he never told her before. At that time, since she was young, she was too stubborn and emotional to think rationally about this matter, just as Viktor pointed out, and didn't want to accept that fact all those years ago.
But now, she had changed her thinking with the idea that she could come up with a solution herself instead of asking him.
"What is it?" Taya asked as her eyebrows drew together.
