The last time I was here, my world changed.
Matthew looked around the boardroom and let that thought sink in. He’d always believed in potential, but he’d never realized the depth, the height, or the immensity of what potential could mean. Last time he’d sat in that boardroom, his concept of the conceivable had been altered forever; they’d introduced a world he hadn’t known by introducing him to Gavin. Then he’d met the wolves. Then he’d come to understand that a person could fall in love with the same breed of monster that, going forward, would take a starring role in many of his nightmares. Mere moments after that he’d seen how easy it was to give one’s body over to something he’d thought of as horrific. The boardroom had marked a turning point for him. Now it represented, quite possibly
