~Troy's POV~
Vince and I had grown up together, and the term thick as thieves didn’t quite do our unbreakable bond justice but it was the words that ran down the inside of both our left arms. Sometimes I didn’t think I was worthy of his friendship, especially after Tabitha. There was a period of time I really struggled with him being around. A smarter man would recognize I couldn’t stand to be within my own skin during that time either. But whatever.
I am lucky to have him as my beta, my best friend. That's why right now, no matter how awkward it is, I am telling him about my dream from last night. Showing him the half-moon crescent nail marks on my back.
“Why don’t you want to consult an elder again?” He is asking for the 3rd time. I’ll probably give him a response this time, cause the
