Libby moves, she is a little daze. She has no idea where she is, she had a neclace with two wolves on it. She moved through the city of Paris. She had no idea where she came fom or who is she. But something flicked, words that melt her very soul. "I belong to someone.."

Something tells her she needs to get back from where she had belong. She has someone to loved.

She makes it deeper in the city, her golden eyes looks around, for something to trigger and the man who has her heart Unware of what she is.