Dominic’s POV
The lower levels were cold and quiet.
I’d been down here for hours, trying to do anything that would distract me from the bond and the way it was screaming at me to go back upstairs.
Vivian loved me.
That was the only thought I could hold onto. That was the only thing that mattered.
Everything else the guilt, the investigation, the pack’s opinions none of it mattered anymore because she loved me.
I was so lost in that thought that I almost didn’t hear Silas coming.
“Freya broke the memory suppression,” he said without preamble. He was breathing hard like he’d been running. “Talia’s memories are back. Fractured, but coherent.”
I straightened. “What did she say?”
“Someone gave her the potion,” Silas said. “Someone who knew her. Someone she trusted. They told her to poi
