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"A new dream would be nice, but it's like you said. Once you imprint, your soul is no longer just yours. When you lose that person the pain never ends." and then she slowly let his hand drop. Then he slowly lowered his gaze to look her in the eye. "I imprinted on you when I was 14. And then you imprinted on him and I lost you. and now that I've been turned, I've lost you again. This time forever. Can you come to understand how I feel?" Snow said slowly to Kaalia before climbing to his feet. He remained silent for moments and then a single tear fell from his face. "To be destined...to be utterly alone."

"I never told you because at first I was afraid of you. And after you imprinted on him, I didn't tell you so that you would be happy..." "I've lost you alright. I lost you the instant I was bitten. You will die one day. And My curse is knowing I will be there to see it! Trapped as a young man while you grow old and die!!!! I don't want to live forever!!!! I want to Die when you die. And Now I can never do so. I can never be freed from this eternal torture. I would rather grow old and die with you over and over for eternity than watch you die alone even once. Please try to understand the sorrow I feel. My trouble is that my life will go on, forever, while yours will end one way or another..."

"You're wrong. My body is vampire. My heart and soul are still werewolf. I literally can't fall in love again. Because I imprinted already."

"I can't eat any more. But I can still cook." Snow said before turning to head back to the house. But he stopped as soon as he turned. He noticed something that hadn't been there before and it made him freeze in his tracks. "How long have I been giving off this fading mist???"

Snow began to feel thirsty, and his throat began to burn. He knew this feeling. He needed to hunt. but it made no sense. He'd made hunt hours ago...and he'd drained a bear dry of blood. So why was he suddenly overcome with the thirst? It didn't make any sense. He felt a pain in his chest, and fell to his knees. He began to shiver and shake, trembling like a human in winter. And then his perspective changed. He felt power rushing into him, speed and strength flowing through his veins.

Kaalia would hear the sounds of cloth shredding, and a fierce growling. The sounds of a werewolf phasing. But there weren't any other pack members within five miles. the only other person in this neck of the woods was...Snow. Behind her Snow was seemingly gone. In his place was a Werewolf in wolf form, twice the size of a normal mature werewolf. The four legs were thicker and bulkier, more muscular. The body and neck were also more muscular than a regular werewolf, and the mouth had interlocking teeth resembling railroad spikes in both size and shape. The eyes were piercing red and the fur was as pure white. The paws were broad with large talon like claws and the tail was longer than it should have been.

The massive wolf slowly nodded its head at her. It was indeed snow. But then he began to crouch as if cornered, and he began to growl again. Though he wasn't looking at her. His eyes were shut. He began to tremble and shake once more, his growls getting louder and louder, not a sound of anger or aggression, but this sounded of pain and a determination to get through the pain. His tail began to lengthen further and his fur began to fall off in clumps, the fur turning into a low mist which then began to swirl around snow. Markings began to form on his skin, slowly getting darker and then the marking raised themselvesout of his skin; revealing a full body armor. This armor was a pale white and looked similar to scale platemail. the armor from the top of his head following his spine to the tip of his tail looked like over lapping blades. The armor had blood red markings between it's many plates.

Then Snow slowly stopped shaking and rose to stand on all fours. He looked at Kaalia slowly and began to approach, the mist fading.

Snow stopped when he was close enough to touch her out stretched hand, and then he lowered himself to lay down. He looked at her with those red eyes, looked at her thoughtfully. Then the wolf like creature vanished as Snow phased straight back into his vampire form. And srangely, he wasn't naked. It was something more advanced werewolves, like those of the older pack were once capable of. Phasing without destroying clothing, merely absorbing it into the phase. Though the clothing he was wearing was shredded at best, so needless tosay his phasing was far from perfected, and far from clean.