Leo walks away, heading towards the front door as I follow after him, grabbing his shoulder as I see his pitch black eyes. "Would you be able to forgive yourself if you watched from afar as your family home was burnt to the ground by Fiona's coven and by Nixon's wife and her pack?" I ask, facing the deadly wolf within Leo as he remains silent for a few seconds, thinking through my words.
"I would not be able to forgive myself if I watched you die or if I had to get news of your death from someone else. I cannot lose you again." His words are filled with pain, for I know he is recalling the moment I dropped limp to the floor.