“Remember what I told you before you left?” he asks.
I stay quiet as I try to rack my brain, trying to remember what he told me. After a minute, there is nothing. He said a lot of things.
“You’ll have to be a bit more specific, King,” I tell him, because no matter what I try, I just don’t remember.
“I told you,” he pauses, taking in a deep breath. “I felt like some things were going to happen. That going back to Alec’s pack would bring about certain things. Certain changes. I just wasn’t sure what they were.”
It clicks in my mind, and I remember his words. I remember how worried he was on the day we were leaving. I remember how anxious he was.
He continues. “That’s why I asked if you were sure about going back.”
It all starts to make sense now. His instance to know if I was ready to
