Naomi’s POV
“Who?” I asked again.
Logan hesitated. His jaw tightened, like the name burned his tongue. I realised that he didn't want to tell me. But he on the other hand realised he had no choice.
“Elias.”
I blinked. “Elias?" I sintered my eyes, trying to remember where the hell i had heard that name Elias. It sounded familiar. Real familiar. Then, i remembered, a flash of memory bursting through my brain. "The council’s record keeper? He’s a thousand years old and walks like he’s made of air.”
I had remembered when I was a little pup, when my parents used to bring me here to this pack when they had important meetings with the council. Elder Elias was the nicest. He would give me candies when I had arrived and also tell me stories. They had banished him and we had all thought he wa
