He caught up to me in the hallway, grabbing my wrist, “we need to talk”. I turned keeping my face blank “so talk then” I shrugged, taking my wrist out of his grasp. I was desperate to know what he knew, but I didn’t trust him enough to let him know that. He sighed, “I know you don’t remember but you and I were once very close. Aaron and my dad were very close friends and allies. You and your dad would often visit us, our father’s discussing pack business while you and I played. After what happened with Aaron..... your pack we searched for you, I was only seven but my heart broke at the thought of never seeing you again” he smiled sweetly as he pushed a lose bit of hair behind my ear. I stepped back, uncomfortable under his touch. He chuckled, taking another step towards me and grabbing my
