Callista.The dark-haired man smells so nice. Like sea breeze and pinecones, mixed with hints of smoke. I remember the sea that I’d seen on my way out of the first city, how fresh it felt, how liberating. Now, he’s got his arms around me, and they are so nice. Strong. He’s tall and muscular, and so very warm around me. Something inside me sighs in relief upon seeing him. I feel happy.Outside the room, rain pours. It’s so loud, and thunder and lightning flash. Involuntarily, I flinch. Something whines in my mind, but I can’t make sense of it. Instead, I turn to the safety of the man who is holding me.But I can’t ignore it, not really. My mind is a mess. I can feel it. I can’t focus, my attention keeps darting. I can’t remember much; my memory is spotty.I don’t know the man who’s holding me.“Who are you?” I ask, voice polite and timid, because he’s nice. I really want to know who he is. He feels so familiar.“What do you mean who I am?” The dark-haired man’s face scrunches, incredul

Theon.Kellin’s tone is purposefully even as he utters that name. His tone only gets even when he has really, really bad news to deliver. Considering how the name Edwin Kane doesn’t ring any bells, I can only assume that what he’s going to say next is going to be my next headache.“And he has promised the pack revenge.”Bingo, right on the bullseye.I curse. “That’s rich, coming from the pack that made the first move. If they kept their hands off one of my wolves, nothing like this would have happened.”“The situation is delicate considering Callista’s status in our own pack. Technically, she was never initiated into the Rexellen pack.” Kellin reminds me.I hate politics.“We need to get that issue fixed, then. In the meantime, keep a heavy lookout on everything.” I order him. “Close off and monitor the pack borders closely, control the number of people going outside. Trade routes need to be monitored very, very closely. If anyone wants to commute, glamour them.”“Yes, Alpha.”“And ke

Callista. I felt sorry for Dr. Haeger, I really did. Not knowing the answers on how to treat your patient must suck for a doctor of his caliber. The man just wanted to help me. Which is why I decided to redirect his attention. “I understand your concern, doctor, and I really am touched that you care so much about my wellbeing,” I tell him as earnestly as I can manage. “Maybe we can put that issue to the back burner for now and focus on my mental issues instead? Advanced healing is a good thing, right? Maybe it’s just a lucky side effect of the whole affair, maybe my wolf would finally make an appearance…” Dr. Haeger shot me a look before shrugging. “Alright. Let’s focus on your mental issues. You forgot me and Theon, but you remembered Ruelle. But then again, you’ve known Ruelle for far longer than you knew us.” He muses. “Which is why I thought it was retrograde amnesia at first, you know, forgetting your most recent memories. But you remembered that Ruelle had died.” “It’s selec

Callista.There it is. Morbidly, I pat myself on the back for guessing that before. Internally, of course. Externally, I stay frozen, staring at her with wide eyes. I don’t try to talk, because I had far too much experience with the skittish type wolves and did not want to set off the same person who admitted she wanted me dead for killing my sister who tried to kill me.Oh, man, I’m going to be offed by a sword in the middle of a hospital compound, aren’t I?“But then Theon tells me that it isn’t true.” She shakes her head, and I breathe just a little. Theon had told her that, which means he believes me now. This very thought brings me joy, but not without bitterness. Took him too much time and too many sacrifices on my part to realize that didn’t it? I had to bleed on a stone slab for him to even entertain the idea. “He tells me that you didn’t murder your sister. That you just wanted to get away, and she chased you. Makes one wonder, how exactly did her death occur if it wasn’t wit

Theon.After a lifetime of having the notions of duty, responsibility, and royalty engraved to me from the start, I didn’t want to disappoint our father or the pack that relied on our family to provide it with leadership. Had I simply been the prince still, I might have considered it, but it was only mere months ago that my brother had abdicated from his position as the heir to the throne, because he trusted me to do a better job at ruling than he would have done, and father had started training me in the royal and diplomatic affairs. I realized that I had been using this relationship as a means of escape from all the expectations that were weighing down on me. While I loved Valencia, nostalgia drove our relationship more than love. She was my last connection to the life I led before I had to step up and fill the position my brother left, but I wanted her to be my present and future too.But I was not just Theon Rexellen the wolf. I was Theon Valenti Rexellen, first of my name, the he