Ophelia had always questioned how this could impact humanity and all of the supernatural races. Was the world worth saving? Were the people that scorned and took advantage of her worth keeping alive?
When Ophelia visited the makeshift hospital, she knew they were worth the risk. All these people did their best to protect her. To protect this pack. The people who welcomed her into their homes with open arms, though hesitant, were still warm and sincere.
Ophelia gathered her skirts, nervously searching the castle for Killorn. She was worried about his reaction to their newfound information. He would never agree with her decision. He'd never tolerate anything that'd put her in harm's way. He was a reasonable man in war, but when it came to her? He saw no logic.
"Maribelle!" Ophelia perked up at the familiar sight of the tall and proud woman.
