You two are mates, you were made for each other. But your love is not allowed. You would not only endanger yourselves but also everyone else if you showed your feelings openly. I belong to the werewolves, you belong to the Malakims. The two fronts are enemies to the core. We always met in secret at our secret place by the lake. It tore Baxian apart how he had to pretend to everyone that we weren't together and that we had to pretend to the others that we hated each other. He also hated how you could only see each other so little and so briefly. You're back at the lake now and enjoying your time together.