*Logan*_* 
     I sighed as she ran after that girl, and chuckled at the thought that Camila would have something with that little girl?
But what got me wondering and worried up to the tip of my reasoning was how I felt, I have never felt such a feeling before, and surprisingly, it wasn't just one particular type of feeling.
I would be damned if I even had a wolf inside me. My difference from other werewolves was a curse, nothing more or less, but strength was never far from reach.
The moon goddess, unlike every other Alpha, had no Luna for me. In future or present, I was destined to be a lone wolf even in my heart. But why was the feeling of protection strong and prolonged? Too many questions, but no answer. I could use some Bulk's help. 
       I took my phone out of my pocket and started dialling a number, then I remembered… "Oh hell" I sighed and flipped the phone inside; Bulk doesn't have a civilized life, he only existed in this world but he wasn't of this world.
Everything had changed for all of us, but he wouldn't change with the change, well, not all. Bulk wasn't trustworthy and he would do whatever he set his mind to do. 
      But this feeling had succeeded in wrecking every other important line of task to become dominant both in my heart and soul. It had succeeded in placing sick threads of worry in my head. 
      But no, I couldn't leave the task at hand, not now, not ever, unless there was a very good reason to; but I had to stay focused. Still, my heart yearned for Camila. 
       "I desire her?" I said to myself turning to the window to face the outline of the city of Las Vegas. "Why is everything changing? What type of year is this? Is this the beginning of something good or bad?" I kept asking myself through whispers only I could hear. 
       "Do I leave this or do I Chase this?" I wondered. Closed my eyes and settled within me, trying to quell all the noises and voices I could hear, until the anxious voice of Camila lushed on my eardrums and hit my heart.
I opened my eyes and smiled. "Hmm" I turned to the door and had all my attention on her. 
*Camila*_*
      "Mandy, wait!" I chased after Mandy ignoring the disaster I was getting myself in from the confused visitors. 
     She hurried off to a corner; there was no way out. "Look, is not what you think, I promise, I didn't—" 
      "Yes! You did!" She turned with rage.
      I sighed and got closer to her, I touched her hand but she withdrew from my touch immediately and stared angrily at me. "No, you are not doing that to me anymore," she said, shaking her head. 
       "Do what to you? I don't even understand what your deal is, you have to calm down, really" 
      "Calm down?" She chuckled, shaking her head in disbelief. "You can't even apologize, you never do" 
      "What am I apologizing for? Mandy, you have got to get your shit together!" I yelled at her. I clenched for a fist and pressured myself not to rage out.
She looked at me in shock, breathing heavily with tints of fear, and I could sense it, I could taste it on my lips. 
      "What the fuck is your problem? We are not in a relationship after all, why should I explain my fucking self to you? Who the fuck are you?" I scolded her. Raging like the monster she knew me as. I couldn't hold back even though I wanted to. Why was it so intense now? 
       "Who the fuck am I? I'm the girl who loved you and still loves you and wishes you would not give yourself to any other person but me. I'm the girl who threw her virginity at a monster like you because I love you as you are. I'm the girl who you rejected for another, I'm that girl who you want to beat right now…"
she sobbed and stared down at my fist, and back at my face. "Shame on you for even thinking of hurting me. I'm just a stupid young girl after all…" tears rolled down her cheeks with no effort made by her to stop it, or wipe it away.
I calmed down and released the pressure from my body but still, my heart wasn't able to melt. Yes, I was a monster, but I couldn't let her see that it ran more deeply than she thought.
I couldn't feel a fucking thing and I hated it! I hated my fucking self! Who the fuck am I!? What the fuck is wrong with me?! 
      I could go on and on beating myself around and it wouldn't do any justice to it. But a feeling remained dominant; I knew I felt something while I was with Logan. I needed to go back to him, but first things first. 
      I drew closer to Mandy, held her hand and felt her whimpering and broken heart. I wished I could tell her that I was sorry or felt something. She was such a sweet Innocent and yes, stupid girl.
I moved my hand to her face and rubbed the palm of my hand on her smooth face, letting my thumb wipe away traces of tears, but she rolled off her face and left my hand hanging. 
      "No, don't. Please" she said in a weak voice 
      "Mandy, please, you ha—" 
      "No, Camila…" she wiped off her tears and looked into my eyes. "I'm done, with you, with this and everything. Good luck in finding another manager that will put up with all of your shit and shady dealings" she pushed me aside and trudged off. 
      I watched her leave and pinched myself for not fighting myself to get her back. She must have spit on my name when I didn't even move. I wished I did, I would miss her, but her leave would be for the best. 
      "Logan" I muttered to myself and rushed to my room. But Logan was gone.
      "Damn it, Logan" 
*Logan*_*
****
      I waited at a bench outside a public mall that night under the shed of a broad tree whose branches spread overhead, allowing its opening to capture the gleams of moonlight light while it passed through it like pointed laser guns, and the ground was drawn radically with the tree's shadow. 
      "To what do I owe this surprise, brother?" His voice raced from behind and he sat down beside me. 
      "I'm not your brother" I growled.
      "Come on, we have had like over a thousand years together—" 
     "Fighting each other. That doesn't make us brothers. You have been nothing but a devil to me' 
      "Hmm…" he clicked his tongue. "And yet, you would call out the devil at night to come to listen to your…?" He paused. "What's that again? Oh! Help, you need help from the devil. How strange" 
      "I'm not asking for your help. You know I won't" 
      "You can keep blabbing, it's the Night time anyways. Our time…" 
      "I don't know what you do during the dark hours. It's yours, not ours" 
      "And once again, you admit that I rule" 
      "No. You're just a monster. Living in the woods must be boring. Why are you out in the city?" I asked, looking at his face. He seemed to not have any answers, but Bulk, he would come up with anything and spit it out. 
     "Living in the woods must be boring…" he quoted me. "Coming from the only mutant werewolf…" he chuckled, and I held myself not to hit him so hard at that moment. "I'm not surprised." He looked at me and shook his head.
"You know, I admire your self-control. How do you even do that?" He asked with a vicious smile on his lips. "Oh! You're a mutant after all. Why do I keep forgetting?" He laughed and threw his hand up to the air and back to the earth. All to make me angry and ignite a fight between us.
     "Nice try"
     "Now, Why did you howl to me?" 
     "You said you saw something in Camila, what was it?" 
     He sighed and gave me that "seriously?" Look. "Camila again, huh?" 
      "What did you see, Bulk?" I asked again with a serious face. That was enough to let him know how serious I was to know. 
      "You're getting it all wrong again, I didn't see a thing. I felt—" 
      "Cut the crap, Bulk. I know who you are. I know how much you can see…" 
      "You know how much more I can see than you?" He asked. I didn't answer. 
      "Mmm?" He wanted to hear me admit that he was stronger and better than me. 
     I restrained, but then, I needed to know. So I gave in. "I know, now tell me" 
      He chuckled. He was surprised to see that I would admit his superiority. "You know, maybe this whole Camila thing is good… for me" he smiled. 
      "What was it, Bulk? Because I felt something while I was with her, it felt strange and—" 
       He suddenly got interested "like what?" 
      "Like my heart was shrinking, and—" 
      "It can't be…" he said with his eyes wide open, glued at me. 
      "What?" I asked.
      "Do you remember the time before the extinction of the undead?" We shared a look.
      "You mean, Vampires?"  He nodded his head. 
      A moment of silence was observed reflecting on what he had just said, and the possibility of it. I chuckled softly and looked at him. "Seriously, Bulk?" I laughed. He didn't want to look like a complete idiot so he joined. 
      "Haha, no, no way." 
      "No, it can't. It can't just be" I concluded. 
      "But just so you know, she wrecks of blood lust, as I told you before…" he locked eyes with me. "She is a monster."
      "I've heard that before, I think I could believe that" 
      "Well…" he stood up. "I will be on my way if that's all" he walked for a while and stopped. 
     "Maybe I should say Hi sometime" 
     I sprung up and charged at him. "No, you won't. Don't dare go close to her" I warned him.
      "Hmm," he shook his head. "Well, be my guest. I would love to see you try to stop me" he said with a smile and vanished into the dark.