How was it that Ella's day had begun as something dark, foreboding where all she could do was try to hold her head high despite everything around her that made her want to rage or shed her human body for the simple freedom of her animal form? How was it still possible six years after having met him that Terrence could show up, tackle her into the snow and suddenly she felt like she was mostly back to normal? They could conquer this world, they could burn it to the ground and they could survive. Not only because they were them, but because they would have magic on their side.
Breathing heavily, she grinned, looking near crazy with the thought of being Terrence's horcrux. "Let's do it, then," she said, nodding in agreement with his statement. "Now's a good time. My only plans set in stone are ruling the world with you." She moved backward, redressing in what clothing had been partially removed, and got to her feet, casting him a challenging expression.