Alexander’s POV
Sometimes secrets need to stay secrets, and lost memories must stay lost. I had heard so much information in the last few hours that my head was spinning, and I was more confused and dumbfounded than I had ever been in my life.
“Kevin, next time, remind me not to be so curious and want to know everything,” I told my wolf. He had silently sat at the back of my mind, listening and being attentive to everything that was going on.
“So to get back to our main topic of discussion,” John turned to me, “I need to know what you know about Elizabeth.”
I hesitated. “Uhm, she grew up here, irritated the living hell out of us, and Xavier was her brother. She had a remarkable gift for playing hide-and-seek and could sniff out trouble like a bloodhound. She is mischievous and likes t
