Saturday, December 19th - Evening
"Izabel," her name hissed through his lips as Roman clenched his fists, trying to leash his temper. Yet again he called to her, the one who would be his first bride and the one who lured him back to this dull village in the first place, and once more he could sense her frustration at being unable to answer his summons.
It was the wolf's fault, surely. She only denied him when she couldn't get away from her precious Remus without arousing suspicion.
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