"This lady has our pack's tattoo. Is she Lavana then?" Mel asked.
"But how come? Lavana is skinny and not that tall." Dante pointed out.
"How, then, do you explain the tattoo?" Zyair questioned.
"Gosh! This is confusing." Oliver yanked his hair.
"Phoenix, is she your mate?" Oliver asked. All turned their attention to Lavana's mate. It's easier to confirm this lady's identity with Phoenix here. Mates don't deny each other even if they're quarrelling.
"She is." Phoenix replied.
" Alright. Tell us what's going on with her then. Why is she looking like this and flying?." Rolandro queried, with arms folded.
"This... I dunno," Phoenix replied with worry. He then walked to his mate.
"Lavie honey, what's wrong? Why're you like this? What occurred? Did you encounter a powerful enemy?" he asked softly.
Lavana stopped levitating and her feet touched the floor. She looked at Phoenix, her eyes still glowing.
"Sullivan..." she whispered and started weeping bitterly.