ZYK
After dropping the bomb on Mint, I was waiting for his reaction.
I waited to more than 180 seconds for a change of expression, like an epiphany or something, like a new light in his dull grey ones but he simply stared at me blankly, wrinkling his brow like he was trying to remember something that never happened.
Then I thought of something that could help his memory because nothing I ever say would. And seriously, where would I even start from?
Emma knew all the details better than I did because she was always there. So I sent my mate a mind-link asking her to wait there with Trisha.
“You came here with your car?”
He nodded, staring at me in confusion. “Where are we going to, Zyk?”
“To the pack house.”
“The pack house here?” he seemed taken aback.
“Yes, why?”
“I had som
