Xavier’s Point of View
Two centuries weren’t a short time, and I had never felt that much pain. Why was I dragged into this? What had I done to deserve this torture? When you loved someone, when you knew someone held the other half of your soul, but you were forced to stay away. Would this torment ever end? Why couldn’t I live like just any other normal vampires? Or at least as a werewolf. I hated myself for having a soul as well. I hated the fact that I had to live alone all my life. And the worst part was, I was suffering because of my ancestors.
I wished I had never come back to these lands. I wished I never knew what I was. I wished I had never met Mianette. The only light which was nothing but a mirage. Only appeared in my life to break my hope into thousands of pieces, to punish m
