I focused on the woman in front of me, and I got the impression what she had to tell me was important. My anxiety was overwhelming, and I desperately longed to see my pups and hold them in my arms. I knew I had to hear her out and find out what she meant when she told Kingston that I wasn’t an ordinary wolf.
Peering at Kingston, he looked unphased by the appearance of the healer. I, on the other hand, was a little nervous about what I was about to find out. Kingston led us into a room in the hospital that was used for family conferences, and we took a seat at the conference table.
I started biting my nails. It was a bad habit, but it was something that I did when I was anxious. The woman in front of me cleared her throat, “My name is Xanthe, and I have wanted to speak to you for some ti
