I need to divulge some things about what I have come to know of my soul sister Maya's son. Shaman and I spoke about him a bit ago after the fight with Velito.
"That boy is strong." Shaman settled in a lounge chair near the fireplace in my study.
Johnny, I noticed sat closer to me, as he sipped his whiskey sour. "He is. Did you come to him or did he call you?"
"He requested my presence." Shaman's eyes looking into mine. "It almost felt like a command." His words held a nervous feeling in it you could almost touch.
"I get that feeling from him as well." I swirled the blood bourbon in my glass. "You think he is a Sentinel?" I asked looking back into his silver pools.
"He might be. His wolf is ancient. I remember him a warrior moving the ranks of Alexander the Great's army." He pause
