Kill This Love
He stumbled back.
“You… how do you know?”
I answered only, my voice like frost.
“Because, like you, I was reborn.”
Panic tore through him. His eyes went wild, his mouth muttered the same words again and again.
“No… no… impossible…”
Not long after, the tribe found him dead at the edge of a ravine. The corpse of a lone wolf, rotting and forgotten.
And I… I held William’s hand and walked toward our future.
Under the rising blood moon he bent to my ear and whispered,