The constant thoughts of what happened that night weighed heavily on Falcon’s mind. How had he been able to be there? To delve into Kazmiyah’s mind? To see her? He knew that it had to have been her mind. Right? What else could it have been? Where else could he have been?
He knew that he wasn’t present the night that Alora murdered her, so it certainly wasn’t some sort of memory that was brought back to mind. It wasn’t a flash brought back to recollection. He had to have been there-in her mind. It was the only explanation plausible at this point.
“Alpha?”
The sound of his brother’s voice brought him back to currents. Falcon looked around to see that the whole of his pack was staring at him with concern as he sat there, surely staring blankly ahead while warring with tha
