Chapter three: consequences

Present day, Swiss Alphs, Switzerland.

"What does it feel like? Being the last one?" Miamoto asked as they sat alone around the fire, the wind howled outside making this little wooden cabin groan alongside it, it was eerie, Bella could really see the years Miamoto has in here.

Why though? Would this man opt for a life of solitude in the cold? When last did he see another person until now? She even gave it thought, despite the fact that he was old... When last did he even have sex!?

Belladonna sheepishly looked at the door where Paula left, then shrugged, being alone with someone she just met was odd, and to think Miamoto wanted her to be here for two years.

"Its, nothing special, what else can I do but accept maybe its better not to be a wolf?"

"Why?"

"What role do I play? What's my reason for existing?"