Garrison walked over and hugged Sasha, "We will figure it out, Sasha. We have two weeks to plan something to let you be with him......I know you want to be with him...don't cry by please...."<br/><br/>Garrison held his sister tighter...he never wanted to see her unhappy or this devastated. He was already thinking about how to help her.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Tylier was staring at his dagger waiting for someone to burst in. Father, mother, Lucy, a pack member...anyone but his answer would be the same...he loved her.<br/><br/>Tylier sat in silence thinking of the day he met his Sasha.<br/><br/><br/>It was a summer day and three years passed after the Vampire and Werewolf treaty. His father was taking Tylier to the Vampire castle. He heard the rumors and stories and Tylier was 6 at the time so he believed most of them.<br/>He got nervous when he saw the grown vampires but saw they treated him with respect. They went in and he was put in a playroom. He was wearing shorts, moccasins, and a shirt with his hair in a tiny ponytail (it was longer when he was a kid).