"No!" Elara shook her head adversely. "I can't... I hate black wings! I hate horns! I hate scary things... You keep scaring me!" She cried out.
As her cry let out, bitterness was sinking in Alpha Harlan's heart. He responded mellowly, "This is the demonic side of me, Elara. It's my true self since I was begotten to. It is until you accept both your true self and mine before the frame can pave way for us."
"You should have told me before now and I could have prepared myself more!" She burst out.
Alpha Harlan couldn't utter more word. How could he possibly describe all of these to her and expected her to comprehend?
"I don't hurt, Elara." He murmured.
"But you can haunt." She responded, making him speechless. "All of these are haunting me."
Elara's statement hit him that his voice shook. "I... I... am... sorry."
