"I am sorry.. sorry that I came late," Brick cried whole heartedly.
Sobbing and sniffing, he pressed his lips to cry silently so as to not let her realize that he was crying as she was still staring up at the ceiling.
"I left the will to live, many years early". Her calm voice sounded serene.
Brick shook his head in distress as he once again laid his forehead over his clutched fist on her palm.
"I will help you require your will to live again," he urged.
At this moment all his hostility toward the wolves were gone. His master was someone he looked up to. After his parents death, she was the one who let him feel all the warmth of the world through her affection.
Their days were peaceful and happy as if never ending but faith had different thoughts for them. The moment the secret attempt to kill the chief of the vampires among a group of vampire's cult started, the peace ended with her death.
Unrealistic and unbelievable!
