Two Hundred-Seventeen

Once I am near enough to them, I clear my throat.

“Um… Can I speak to you?”

Zachariah turns and looks at me and then back at the others around him and Raphael. He then says,

“Go and check on the pack up of the camp. Report back in 15.”

“Yes, Alpha.”

The others all walk away. Raphael goes to walk away as well. I quickly say,

“Raphael, please stay…”

He stops and returns to standing by Zachariah’s side. I take a deep breath before asking,

“How much do you know about Queen Margaret?”

“I only know the basics…”

Zachariah says as he readjusts where Darius is sitting on his hip.

“I may be able to answer a little more. What did you want to know?”

I look down. If I am remembering things right, both Zachariah and Raphael know about my nightmare and what some of them mean. I just don’t want to make a fool out of myself if my memory is wrong. I take a deep breath and say,

“You know my nightmares?”

“Yes.”

They both answer and I let out what was left of that deep breath. I then contin