APOLOGY

Realizing how Tristan already met his birth family without any of them knowing, Laura was amazed at the twist of fate that connected members of the strange family. She was, however, happy that Rosalind was a kind girl, brought up by a kind mother. She was assured that Tristan would not have problems relating with them as he would begin to explore his new life. His family would be able to give him what Laura could never give him; his werewolf heritage.

Rosalind's eyes returned to Tristan, her expression softening. She took a step forward, her hand reaching out. "Tristan?"

Tristan's face lit up with a gentle smile, his eyes shining with tears. "Rosalind."

Rosalind's gaze lingered on Tristan's face, her eyes widening in astonishment. "No wonder, your eyes, your hair, they are just like mine. Now I understand."

Tristan's smile faltered, his expression filled with a mix of emotions.

Rosalind's hands flew to her mouth, her eyes sparkling with tears. "Oh my goodness, I remember now! I saw yo