When Connor heard his lover's voice ask if the mark could be removed, the question had the same effect as a slap in the face. It was as if the doctor had dismissed his feelings. He had almost reached the front door when he heard a noise behind him. He turned back with his heart pounding and saw a little white werewolf hiding and her guardian who was watching over her. The agent smiled and stopped to wave at the omega girl.
As if she was just waiting for this sign. She ran to him, arm outstretched and Connor opened his arms to receive her. Sora curled up in the arms of the agent who closed his arms around her. She was still wearing the scarf Greg had tied around her neck and the agent smiled.
"You're leaving already?" Her voice was sad and her expression was adorable.
"Yes. I have some very important things to do. Nothing quite as fun and cool as a snow werewolf though."
"I'd like to play with you again, can we?"
