“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,” he tried to explain. That 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 into something real and f.ucking p.ainful.
I clutched at my stomach and cursed myself for wincing. “Sam,” I breathed, pushing through the p.ain, and I looked up at him, blinking. “I—I forgot.”
“I thought you were d.ead,” he said with his voice low as he glanced around the room. “
