Once upon a time, there was a little girl whose mother always told her bedtime stories before she went to sleep. Stories about big, black, red-eyed beasts walking during the nights, destroying villages and killing people only to find their lovers. Soulmates.
Lovers to whom they will be bound until death separates them apart.
I’ve never thought that every story she told me would end up being true. Hell, I’ve never thought that someday in just a matter of seconds I would become one of those girls, one of those who would become bonded to a beast.