Brooke left the cell after Natalie's confession and left me with Ivana and this disgusting she-wolf. I stopped to think of all of the shifty ass things that could have gone on in Natalie and me in the last few days. Are we really in 2020? I still couldn't remember Brooke's finer details, but one thing is certain that she is my mate. The vague memory of Ella and simply our marks we wore on top of that when she kissed Calvin. The excruciating pain I had felt that shot through my body like being struck by lightning. My heart pounded, my body ached. I knew what Michael and my parents said was not a lie.
I shifted my gaze from the cell wall over to where the witch stood. Her arms crossed as her narrowed eyes bore holes into the back of my head.
"Are you faintly remembering anything, Dimitri?"
