Humans and Werewolves once lived together. Not close , not friendly but together but they eventually parted ways and began living separately.
They now lived in two different worlds separated by the magic forest acting as the barrier between two different worlds.
The world of human and Werewolves.
She was just a simple human commoner girl , who gathers herb at forest. Just a girl living a small happy life with her family.
She first met him in the same forest she used to gather herbs. She hadn't known him at first. She didn't knew his name or who he was.
She had no idea that her life was about to change for ever.
They began as friends at first. They'd met at the same forest , same spot.
They'd spent their time together walking around the forest gathering herbs.
It was just friendship at first..
Nothing else...
They eventually fell for eachother.
The friendship turned into something more.
Love.
They loved eachother deeply and passionately. They both knew human and Werewolves can't be together.
They're not supposed to be
But they ignored it and choose eachother instead.
They were happy but perhaps life is too cruel to let happiness last or perhaps fate is......
She died.
Framed .... Saying that she sold the Empire's secrets to the Werewolves.
She got burned alive along with her parents.
When he arrived everyone was already gon'
But that didn't matter. what he saw was her.... Her lifeless body on the altar.
He fell to his knees ....
He wept and apologized over and over again....
For failing the promise he made to her
For failing to protect her
What sin did she commit to be burned alive like this
What crime
He was angry
At himself...
Only if he had arrived sooner..
Only if he protected her well
She'd be alive..
But .... He arrived too late .
