I sat there wide-eyed in the tree house for quite some time, staring blankly at Mr. Larkin's desk. Thankfully for once he made no attempt to speak. He let me soak in what was a radical, very unlikely story. The rationale side of my brain didn't believe it. The other was going through the unusual things I have witnessed so far in these lands. That part of my mind wanted to believe it.

But for now I focused on the most plausible part of the story. Zachan loving this other woman.

" Is this where Zachan goes away, to be with her?" I ask. I didn't know if it bothered me if he was being unfaithful. Its not like we shared anything to begin with.

Mr.Larkin shakes his head." Zachan disappears when he goes to look for her. Saria is trapped in her wolf's body. Neither of them knows how to transform her back. No one does it would seem."

I look down to my lap, all the little pieces of the puzzle nearly making a clear picture. But it was consumed with sadness.

"Mi Lady, as much as I like your company I think its time you head back." Mr. Larkin cuts through my thoughts." If they find you here, I think they will try to kill me this time to."

I huff out a miserable laugh getting up from my seat. I murmur a thank you to him for his honesty but I get hit with a thought once at the threshold.

"Mr. Larkin?"

His eyes drift back to me from his desk.

" What was she like?" I ask, I couldn't help myself.

"I couldn't really say." Mr. Larkin ponders to himself." I didn't know her very well, but she was quite popular with the tribes people... but I don't think that matters now."

"Why would you say that?"

" You described her as having black fur, yellow eyes. The same description as Luinen. It is most likely she was bitten by him. As he is the God of Wrath I can only imagine that whatever part of her, even small that was wrathful is brought out to the surface... she wouldn't be the same."

I lower my head, nodding before exiting his tree house.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

My mind felt heavy as well as my body. What I just learned could not certainly be truth. But there was a strange part of me that believed it.

The funny thing was, what was harder to process was the fact Zachan was in love with another woman. A woman he couldn't have from the fact she was trapped, and I had come into the picture. But if she was freed what would Zachan do? I already knew... he would treat me the same and save his smiles to the woman he actually had feelings for.

I didn't want to think about it. I felt almost guilty. I can only imagine how much Saria would hate me-

I stopped on my walk back to my tent in the forest. I was just nearing the river.

She would hate. She does hate me. I married the man she loved.

If Mr. Larkin were right I could only think her hate for me would be heightened. However she found out about my marriage to Zachan is beyond me, but it wouldn't be impossible, especially if she lurks around the haven.

My hand slides down to my sash. I had tucked away the evidence I had found from the paw prints this morning. It was a scrap of the fur I had been wearing that night I saw Saria.

She probably used it to capture a scent.

The part of me that liked to see things through wanted to know if my theory was right. If she truly were after me I would need to figure it out.

I walk over to a near by tree. The bark was rough and on one fine prick I push my finger down. Blood trickles out and I wince as a dab my finger over the trunk. I spread the little bit of blood around the bark and once satisfied it was enough I step back. On the way to my tent I stick my finger in my mouth, to clean it and to make sure I don't leave a trail of my bloody scent to where I sleep.

I was not gone that long when I made it back. I only hoped my decoy self under the bed was good enough to trick Seanne. Although crawling through the loose flap in the back I am stopped by two large soft leather boots.

I peer up and find Zachan looking down on me. I get up from my hands and knees but it never would have made a difference. He still looks down on me with those hard brown eyes.

"I just went out to do my... business." I say, acting as calmly as possible. Making sure I didn't seem as conspicuous as Zachan was making me feel.

He still remains silent but his head cranes back to look at the bed, the blanket was pulled down to find the row of pillows.

My cheeks flush. It was obvious I had snuck out on purpose.

"You stay in the tent for your safety. Seanne guards you for your safety. But it seems you don't want to be safe?" he observes flatly, making me feel like a smile child under his gaze.

But I took a moment to look at him. Really look at him. Zachan seemed like a different person from his hidden past. I felt almost embarrassed to know something so intimate about him... However I knew I wasn't going to see this other side of Zachan, so I square my shoulders back.

" I don't particularly feel safe when I am left in the dark." I say. Zahcan crooks his head to the side, I'm guessing he didn't understand the phrase." When I am left with no information from all that is occurring."

Zachan now seems to understand and sighs, his large forearms crossing over his chest." Our people say Man mastuy tjana sannigina" Zachan speaks in his native language and it was my turn to lack understanding." One must earn the truth."

I felt I earned it by tricking my guard, escaping and walking a good distance. But I feared to tell him I knew everything. Even the words hurt to know I didn't earn any sense of trust from him...but I knew deep down they were true.

Instead of spilling out that I already knew the truth, I turned my head away from him. I let my cheeks warm and heard Zachan exit the bedroom and soon the tent. I knew now that wherever he was going was to help Saria. I thought I would feel better knowing where he went. But it made it worse.

.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.

To say Seanne was pissed was an understatement. She scowled whenever she saw me, and that was constant because I wasn't let out of her sight for the rest of the day. I apologized but she didn't seem interested in listening.

Zachan disappeared again as he never returned to our tent when dark fell. I barely slept that night and there was no sign of him.

The fires backlit the tent, showing the shadow of Seanne. She had stayed the whole night. Sometimes should would come in the bedroom and check on me. I pretended to be asleep.

That morning my head was fuzzy with all the things I had learnt from the day before. But I still had one more theory I needed an answer too. It was whether or not Saria was after me.

Jaida had come and gone, helping me get dressed before I approached Seanne to go for a walk.

As she was going to tail me so closely I had to be carful in the way I acted around her. If there were evidence of Saria being there I had to not show anything to give away my knowing of things, I shouldn't. But if Saria was indeed after blood, especially mine, what was I going to tell them? I decided not to think of that yet.

I was getting fidgety as we walked around the haven. If Seanne noticed she didn't say anything, she was mainly ignoring me. That was until I veered off to a small forest trail.

"Your tent is that way." Seanne says flatly, pointing with her spear to the way we had just walked.

" I know..." I say, making my voice casual." I just felt like walking some more, you could always head back-"

Before I finished Seanne had brushed past me and was guiding the way. I let out a sigh, realizing my chance of acquainting myself with someone here was running thin. It took me less then a week to annoy one of them.

It was colder in the forest as the sun struggled to break through the canopy. I huddled under my bear fur, my heart beating rapidly. The trail led around to the Tala River, and as Seanne made a move to head back to the haven, I went to the bridge. Her face had a flash of confusion before she remained neutral, following me along once again.

My fingers curled in on my furs, I didn't want Seanne to see how badly I was shaking. Not from the cold, but from the anticipation.

I remembered the tree I had pricked my finger on and smeared my blood. To make it seem accidental I pretended to trip, dropping my furs on the ground. As I crouched down to pick it up, I look around on the forest bed for any sign of Saria being there.

She had been.

My heart leapt furiously in my chest as I uncovered matching paw prints to the ones yesterday imbedded in the snow. Saria had come here and had tracked my scent. It made me nauseous that if she could walk around the haven at night, it would not be long before she finds me.

I calmly get up, sweeping my bear fur back around my neck until I feel a sharp point between my shoulder blades.

I feel Seanne's presence behind me. And I know that sharp point is not a twinge of a nerve.

"This is no accident, is it?" she asks, an edge to her voice. I slowly turn around and her spear now rests above my breast. Her face is covered in rage but also deep thought as she looks down to the footprints. She had obviously put together something in her head of me being here. I didn't want to lie as she had a weapon aimed at me.

"No..." I whisper carefully, calmly watching her.

"How?" her eyes focus back on my face, a deep scowl on her lips. "How do you know about my sister?"

Sister? Our first conversation finally made sense. Why she had gone quiet at the mention of any other siblings. I didn't say anything but I couldn't help myself as my eyes flickered behind me. It was the direction of Mr. Larkin's house.

I was growing more nervous now as Seanne becomes more aggressive." That man had no right to tell you! He should not have told you anything."

"I'm sorry-"

"No!" The spear gets dangerously close to stabbing me." You earned no truth, you earn nothing here. You had no right to go and seek answers to things that do not include you."

Her words make me purse my lips, my annoyance showing." It does include me when your sister is trying to kill me."

That seemed to capture her attention; she furrows her eyebrows at me.

As she doesn't say anything else I elaborate." That is why I came back here. I left my blood on this tree and she came here, looking for me... I know why she would want me dead, even if it isn't what she truly wants."

Seanne holds my gaze for some agonizing moments until she lowers her spear. I heave out a proper breath, feeling less threatened. But I still don't make a move to run, as I have no doubt she is quicker then me.

"What ever story you heard, you did not hear all of it..." she sighs, her fingers gripping tightly around her spear." My sister when she was first bitten did not turn until the full moon that came after. My brother and I knew when she had not returned something had happened, so we went looking for her. We found her curled up in a cave, bare with large bites scattering her body that had already scarred over from the power of the gods that now flowed through her.

"She had told us Luinen had bit her..." Seanne pauses finding it hard to get out the next words." She says she would rather die the be spawn of the God of Wrath, so she made us promise that through her transformation, we would be the ones to kill her."

My reaction was sucking in a breath. Thinking about killing one of my own sisters had me shaking. Even if they wanted it I don't think I could go through with it... and from the story so far, it didn't seem like Seanne could do it either.

" That night Kern and I didn't..." Seanne's words slip on her tongue before she continues." We had hope we could find a way to help her, instead of killing her. But we didn't realize how much of the sister we knew would be consumed by the wolf... she is gone from us now, Zachan doesn't know that we saw her before she turned, nor does he know that she can not be saved or he does not want to believe it."

The mention of Zachan leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. It was sad to think that he was trying to do something that was hopeless. But that made me even sadder as his hopelessness just proved how much he truly loved her.

But after Seanne's confession I only had one question." Why are you telling me this?"

Seanne turns hard as stone again, all emotion vanishing but rage." This truth you did not earn either, and because of that you must lie to Zachan, as he can not know what I have told you."

"And if I told him?" I leave the words hanging in the air.

Seanne uses one single finger to slide down the curve of the head of her spear." You won't."

It was now the whole three siblings that wouldn't hesitate to kill me if I said or did the wrong thing... I now knew what earning the truth meant. Because if you didn't, you could end up with troubles beyond what you thought for yourself.

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