My entire body shakes violently as I hunch over and puke, while a mass of images, memories, and feelings flood my body.John rushes to my aid, giving me a bowl that was placed in my room just in case I felt sick from the concussion. Patting my back softly, he tries to whisper soothing words, none of them I’m even able to comprehend.My body is overwhelmed by everything rushing in on me. Everything I wasn’t able to understand in the last day now comes to a sense.Every single moment of the last five years fills my mind. Again, I claw at my throat as I feel water fill my lungs, and I’m unable to breathe. My eyes bulge, and in horror, I look up at John right in front of me, my eyes desperately pleading him for help. I’m drowning, while every inch of my body hurts the in the worst way.“Shhhhh…..It will soon be over," I can now hear him whisper soothingly. “You’re going to be fine.”Images of me in the dungeon flash through my mind, and it feels like my bones are breaking all over again.

Luckily, Drake was called out to an emergency pack duty, shortly after the bedroom encounter last night, and hasn’t been back since. He says someone is trying to attack the border constantly at the moment.My hopes go up that it might be the Blood-moon pack.If Drake had stayed much longer in the bedroom last night, I’m not sure how long I could have held the acting up.All night, I tossed and turned in my bed. My mind is still trying to wrap around all of the events and how to deal with it best, especially my emotions. Keeping everything inside of me without going wild like a rogue and killing anyone passing my way seems to be a real task. If I was able to shift right now, I’m not sure I could have held back at all the moment when everything came back to me. She's there. It’s an on and off, but I can’t feel anything even close to being able to shift. Just her thoughts and emotions, and there’s an incredible power on and off. Even if I tried to avoid going anywhere near the pack, an

My eyes widen at the sight in front of me, while I slowly pace through the kitchen to the seat, which has been offered to me. The familiar face hasn’t changed the slightest to what my memory has in store.The exact same facial features, not a day younger or older. How is that even possible? I mean there’s five years between my memory and now.“Tea?” A soft melodic voice asks.Still too astounded to speak, I nod my head as a response. A beautiful tea pot, painted with flowers of all kinds, gets lifted to a cup with the exact same pattern on it. The hot steam coming up has an amazing scent. Closing my eyes just for a moment, I take in the sweet scent of jasmine paired with oranges. What a perfect mixture.I might imagine it, but I feel like my smelling ability is hightened too.Opening my eyes again, I see that warm, caring smile again. “It’s supposed to heal and soothe the senses. Tea and scents have an extraordinary effect on our body, which most people don’t even know to appreciate.”

Drake paces up and down the main room of the packhouse. It looks like he’s barely containing himself. The mighty and muscle packed body of his makes the huge room look tiny and way too tight right now. I can watch each and every strained muscle flex on his body as he makes the room his own.His nostrils flare as soon as I enter the room, with burning anger, his eyes bore into mine. An anger I’ve seen way too many times around others, but never directed at me. Not even in the night he killed me. It feels like the air has been sucked out of the room.My mind keeps on replaying the night he killed, reminding me that this in front of me isn’t the mate I thought I had. If he was, I might feel bad right now, but I don’t. Do I fear him? A clear yes. Will it stop me? Most definitely not."We're strong," I hear in my head.As his steps take him towards me, I try to prepare myself for what’s to come by taking in a deep breath and closing my eyes. The second his angry voice booms through the ro

As early dawn breaks through the window, the hustle and bustle are already everywhere to be heard. It seems the entire pack is already up and out there, preparations running in all directions. On one hand, to welcome the guests, on the other, running all precautions possible for a possible attack or anyone entering who's not supposed to be here, which is a huge task, seeing as there are many strangers out there today.Today, the heads of twelve packs will be meeting on this ground. Some of them counted as friends, some simply allies, others as neutral or maybe even a threat. A few members from each pack will be on our grounds, too, to protect their Alphas if needed. Again, I have been the head of many plans for today, but as usual I’m left on the outside. After the late events, even more so. Today, they won’t even get to see my face from afar.It’s all about the money and power today. What once also seemed important to me, not so much for the sake of money, but for the sake of stabili