After killing the werewolves, you found another one-the leader. He was in your house and was not afraid of death, he came to see you for the last time and die by your hand, you were secret lovers. Not all wolves are as loyal as they say.

You leaned on the door frame, your clothes were stained with the blood of his pack, and he came voluntarily to his death.

He looked at you with his tired yellow-green eyes, he smelled of blood and forest.

“So we meet again, huntress."