Conaan took a deep breath as he got to the darker shadows of Meredith's abode. The place was only illuminated every full moon, else nothing, not even the sun shines above it. It was the only place in the entire world of shifters where his rule did not quite extend to.

There was no need for it to. Only Meredith and a few of her brutes lived here. He raised his eyes to the high mountains and the dark shadows that was casted over them by the clouds. If Eleanor was here, he would hold her hand. Or maybe she would hold his first.

He missed her already. But two...