“Yes.” I looked up at him, but I couldn’t remember his name. “I’m sorry, you feel familiar, but I cannot place you.”
“Samuel, now Alpha of The Crescent Ridge Pack.”
“Alpha.” I widened my eyes and bowed my head.
“We would play kings and knights when my parents came for meetings. This was years ago.” The memory untucked something latched onto the back of my mind, where I tried to keep my thoughts blurry. “You wouldn’t let me play with your dragons, though.” He laughed. The memory surfaced, and it into something real and f.ucking painful.
I clutched at my stomach and cursed myself for wincing. “Sam,” I breathed, pushing forward looking up at him. “I-I forgot.”
“I thought you were d.ead.” He lowered his voice and looked around. “Where have you been?”
“Black- er- B.lood forest,” I sta
