[MBALI]
[Still The Lonely Night… A MONTH BEFORE THE GREAT SICARIO WAR]
"She… she left?" Mbali whispered defeatedly as she looked at the space beside her. When they had finished eating last night, Amina had begged Mbali to let her hold her one more time.
It didn't seem like a dangerous request, seeing as she was bound for execution the next day. Although her mind was conflicted, Mbali agreed to it, and she and her Lycan were content. And if she was being honest with herself, this was her doing, she wanted Amina to hold her for the night, however hard it could get.
She wanted to know what it meant to have someone who loved her with everything. Mbali had had expectations of the bond she had tried so hard to deny, yet the same bond that had kept her sane for months in Sicario.