DAMON.
When did she get six guards in here?
I thought she only came with two.
How come I wasn't told about this?
"Wrong thing to be focused on," my wolf remarks.
Right, of course.
Angry wolf mob.
Got it.
"Who are you?" Mason asks her.
"The Falcon," she answered.
"The Falcon is dead."
"As you can see, I am not."
"She is The Falcon," Craig confirms.
"Prove it. Tell me something that is going to happen to me."
"Really?" she asks. "Is that what you want? For me to tell you about your future? Are you sure you can handle it?"
Mason looks unnerved by the question. He probably thought she would balk at the challenge.
The joke's on him.
"I am sure."
She smiles at him before walking up to the gate, joining my mother.
"I can assure you of this. Only once, would you enter these grou
