AN: This chapter is shorter, however I think it is a good one. Enjoy the angst! ;)

Oh my God. Oh my God, no. Please say this isn't true.

Riza's breakfast continued its journey out of her stomach and onto the snow below. The acid burned her nose and throat, but it was nothing compared to the wild panic flitting through her in that moment.

She was currently experiencing a cocktail of emotion. Dread, fear, remorse, sadness… Her head was spinning as Roy's words circled around her head.

"Look, six months ago I lost my parents". "The bastard left them for dead in Central Park".

It couldn't be a coincidence. It couldn't.

Riza's first change had occurred when she was at university in New York. She had changed in Central Park. Over the past few months she had pieced that night together again in an effort to try and remember. The one memory that frightened her the most was the blood she had been covered in when she awoke. At the time she had been too scared to venture back into the park to find out the truth. Right now, she almost wished she had, just to confirm or deny the thoughts racing through her head.

"Riza?" Roy shouted, alarmed as he shook her shoulder. "What's wrong?"

"When did they die?" she whispered, fearful of the answer.

Roy stopped shaking her.

"What?" His voice was quiet, but held a hint of disbelief within it. As if he couldn't quite believe she was asking him that question outright.

"What day did they die?" Riza hissed, fear overtaking her. She could feel the panic rising within her.

"The 20th of June."

Riza could have sworn her heart stopped. Time slowed around her. Her vision narrowed and it felt like she was about to pass out. She suddenly gasped for air, apparently forgetting to breathe after Roy's revelation.

That was the day she had first changed.

Her mind raced back to that night and it played through her mind in a blur. She pictured herself killing someone as a wolf and felt her stomach lurch. Riza vomited again, but this time it was just acid that came up. Panic welled within her and she could feel herself on the edge of a panic attack. Tears fells down her cheeks and she was wheezing as she tried to take a breath.

"Riza?" Roy asked once she had stopped emptying her stomach. The fear was evident in his voice. She knew he was coming to the same conclusion she had, based on her actions.

"I did it," she cried. "I killed them." Her voice was barely above a whisper, but the words reached Roy as clear as day.

No, there is no way…

"I woke up from the change covered in blood," Riza whispered in fear. "It must have been me."

Roy tuned her out after that. His body and mind felt numb. There was no way Riza could have killed his parents. She couldn't have.

Not Riza.

Yet… Roy looked at the fresh vomit in the snow and felt his own stomach lurch.

With a jolt, he realised he was now on his knees in the snow. His hands fell forward, sinking into the cold ground. He was desperately still trying to process this information, but his mind was stuck in one place.

Not Riza.

He wasn't sure what he felt in that moment. Everything was numb, but muddled with emotion at the same time. Anger was beginning to become prominent. It seemed to be his main emotion nowadays anyway. He was furious that the person before him had taken his parents away from him.

He felt betrayed. He had put his trust in Riza, but she had already betrayed him before they had reunited again.

Roy was so lost in his mind that he didn't even realise Riza was having a full blown panic attack in front of him. The blonde staggered to her feet, desperately trying to get a breath.

"I need to get out of here," she panted fearfully. She felt the forest closing in on her, preventing her ability to breath. The fight or flight response within her kicked in and she began to run. She needed to get away from Roy in that moment. There was the possibility she could kill him, but there was also the reminder that she had taken his loved ones away from him.

A murderer didn't deserve to have a pack. She didn't deserve to have those people looking out for her. And in turn, they wouldn't want someone like that on their side.

So, Riza cut her ties with her pack.

When Sam had explained how it worked, she couldn't quite believe it was so simple. It seemed like someone would be able to do it by accident.

"You have to really mean it though, to be able to do it," Sam explained. "It can't be done on purpose. A significant event has to have happened, or a strong emotion must drive the need to do it."

So Riza left that life behind her. She wasn't sure where she would go, but she knew she didn't belong anywhere. Not anymore.

And not with Roy.

Roy wasn't sure how long he had sat in the snow alone. His tears had long since dried, the wetness leaving behind a bite on his cheeks in the cold air. However, the cold didn't affect him. On the one hand, he was a werewolf. On the other, he was still numb from Riza's confession.

Not Riza.

"I need to get out of here," he heard her whisper.

He wanted her to stay. He wanted her to explain everything. More than anything, Roy wanted it not to be true. Roy still wasn't able to react to her news. The emotions lay within him, but he had no way of getting them out. He was sure that if he moved, he would explode.

"Get. Away," he choked out. Unknown to Roy, Riza had already left him. One part of him wanted her to get out of his sight. The other wanted her to get away before he could hurt her. The rage was building within him and the last time that happened he almost lost control. He was afraid that this time, nothing would hold him back.

"Roy?" There was a quiet voice calling to him, but he barely heard it. It didn't break through the raging torrent of emotion within him. "Roy?" The voice was louder this time. Roy sprang up in defence as a hand landed on his shoulder. Baring his teeth, he looked upon a surprised Rebecca.

"Hey, calm down," she warned, holding up her hands in surrender. "Why are you sitting out here in the snow? And where is Riza?"

The mention of her name unleashed the emotions within him. Roy felt himself spiralling out of control and watched as Rebecca's eyes widened in surprise, not expecting this turn of events.

"Roy, you need to calm down," Rebecca told him in a low, controlled voice. "Right now."

But he could do anything but. The pain, anger, and remorse he felt erupted within him. He changed there and then into his wolf form. It was an unexpected change, one he didn't will himself, and it hurt. He felt every bone moving as his body changed. His claws and fangs felt like knives as they erupted from his body. A piercing howl filled the air as soon as it was complete. Rebecca covered her ears in response, yelling at him to shut up, to no avail.

Roy's world was red as he looked around. He wanted to attack something. He wanted to get out the emotions raging within him. There was a new energy within him, which, subconsciously, scared him.

"Roy!" Rebecca yelled, her hands held out in front of her, reaching towards him. "You need to chill out man. What is going on? Where is Riza?"

His head snapped around, his fangs bared. One thought ran through his wolfish mind. This woman is with her.

Launching himself at Rebecca, he snapped at her. However, she was gone before he could reach her. There was a crack behind him and the black wolf whipped around. He crouched as he faced off against the brown wolf.

"Roy! Stop this!" Rebecca yelled at him in his mind, but he was too far gone. The words were jumbled and didn't make any sense. He pounced again, but was too slow for her. However, he was undeterred. The onslaught continued, his movements fuelled by his rage, but clumsy.

"Roy, talk to me. What is going on?" Rebecca was desperate to get through to him, realising this wasn't really Roy she was talking to. The beast within had taken control due to him losing control of his emotions. But if that was the case, what had happened? Rebecca was almost fearful to find out.

As Roy begun to tire, his adrenaline and fury only taking him so far, Rebecca made her move. She dodged as he leapt at her again, but quickly whipped around as he landed, butting her body against his. The black wolf lost its balance and Rebecca knocked him again, pushing him to the ground. The move was unexpected, and Rebecca took full advantage of the element of surprise. She pinned him underneath him, laying her body down atop his. She made sure she was out of reach of his snapping jaws.

Snarls filled the air as he continued to struggle to get up. Rebecca was the larger wolf however, and also heavier. She made sure he was going nowhere until she could get through to him.

"Roy. Talk. To. Me." Rebecca ensured to punctuate each word. "What is going on?"

"Get off me," he snarled. In her head, his voice sounded different. It didn't sound entirely human. There was an animalistic quality to it.

"Not until you calm down."

His snarls rose in volume until he let out a howl of frustration. The sound was cut short however as Rebecca slammed her paw on top of his muzzle.

"Shut up," she hissed. "Do you want the Hunters to fund us?"

"Yes!" Roy finally yelled. "Then they can kill her like she deserves!"

Rebecca was astounded at the statement. So much so, that Roy finally threw her off his back.

She just knew he was talking about Riza. But, how could that be possible?

"Roy, I'm not going to fight you anymore," Rebecca began. "Just tell me what happened and I'll let you go."

"She killed my parents!" he roared.

Silence ensued within the clearing.

Rebecca watched as Roy's body sagged, the fight leaving him. She changed back, holding her hands up again as a sign of surrender.

A few moments later, Roy changed as well. He crumpled to the floor, holding his head in his hands.

Tears threatened to overwhelm him, but they never fell.

He couldn't believe this was happening. The woman he had begun to care for had murdered his parents. This didn't happen in real life. This was some crazy film plot.

A sadness washed over him at the loss of what could have been between them. The betrayal and pain still remained, however Roy couldn't deny the fact he felt a sadness within him, regarding Riza. Without realising it, he had optimistically thought about somewhat of a future for them. He had thought the three of them could set up a permanent residence here. And maybe one day, he would ask her out on a date.

But that had all turned to ash now.

"Where is Riza now?" Rebecca asked quietly, drawing him back out of his thoughts.

"I don't know," Roy replied bitterly. "She left like the coward she is." The last comment left him unintentionally. Unfortunately, he knew that feeling all too well. He flinched at the harshness behind it.

Rebecca frowned, not liking the way he was speaking out her friend. This had to be a big misunderstanding. There was no way Riza could have killed someone. Even in her wolf form. Granted, during the first change they have no real control, but Riza still wouldn't have.

I need to find her.

Rebecca didn't want to leave Roy alone while he was in this condition. She was torn. Her loyalties lay with her friend, however Roy was still part of her pack. She couldn't leave him like this.

Whipping out her phone she called Hughes and gave him a brief description of the events that had surpassed.

"I'll be there right away," he replied, his voice grim.

Rebecca changed into a wolf as she left the two men. As she began her search, she reached out to Riza, only to find the connection wasn't there.

Rebecca stuttered to a stop.

No way.

That couldn't be. There was no way Riza would have broken the connection between them.

Oh Riza, what have you done?

A new sense of urgency overtook Rebecca as she thundered through the forest. She had to find Riza and fast.