"Typical. People who aren't wolves don't understand us. They naturally fear us and call us savage. Not all of us are savage, as you know." He paused, trying to choose his next words carefully. "I am sorry for the loss of your family, though. Your real family. No one deserves to be taken from their family." Her story was all too similar to the one that involved his intended. Her parents had been killed and she had disappeared. Could Belle be the lost wolf?<br/><br/>He didn't bring it up, though, because it was also likely that they weren't the same people. He didn't want to get his hopes up. "Do you remember anything about your parents? A name? Or how they looked?" He asked, curious to know if she really was who he suspected she might be.<br/><br/>However, they weren't left alone long as the door suddenly opened and Marie returned. Darius inwardly cursed her poor timing. Now Belle was likely to focus on Marie and not answer his question. Marie remained oblivious to her Alpha's frustration and fixed a smile on Belle. "Sorry for taking so long." She then paused, noticing Darius. "Either close your eyes or leave, Darius. I don't want you to make her feel embarrassed while I clean her wound."<br/><br/>Darius rolled his eyes but closed them, slouching in his seat and placing his arm across his eyes for good measure. Satisfied, the female wolf turned back to her charge and peeled the covers over her after setting the bowl of water down. "All right, let's get you cleaned up and then bandaged."