The last time I spoke to him, we had laughed, began momentarily reminiscing on the good times that managed to keep us grounded and maintain a level-head in the face of conflict. Nothing could have fully prepared me for that phone call from him explaining that Talia had been taken away. It had come as no surprise initially when he informed me that he had gone to visit his sister in Stilo, Italy due to the fact he genuinely cared for her but once we arrived at our destination I was both surprised and devastated to learn how hostile the environment had grown as tensions brewed between humans and werewolves.