I blink up at him, confused by the sudden shift in tone. “What do you mean?”
His smirk softens into something almost nostalgic. His voice takes on a gentler edge as he explains, “When we were kids… we made that promise. That we’d share our wolf names with each other and break tradition.”
My heart stumbles over itself as I stare up at him in disbelief. How could he possibly remember that? It was so long ago, a fleeting childhood memory buried under years of distance and change. I can hardly remember those days. They feel like a lifetime ago. Or perhaps some conjured dream, they are so far from my reality now, it’s as if they never existed to begin with. Days when I wasn’t afraid to approach them but would openly run to them knowing I was safe with them. No matter what, they would protect
