The more I spoke with this girl the more I could see the two of us had so much in common. The pressures we felt as children of an Alpha were uncannily alike. She, too, like me, disliked the formality of being part of the hierarchies of a pack, and therefore avoided many of the inter-pack events, which could explain why she and I had never come across one another before. I most certainly had never met Grace before. I would have remembered her. Remembered those eyes...
The sound of her gentle laughter as we spoke was pleasing to my ears. And the way her face was so animated as she spoke made me smile. Her beautiful eyes had me truly mesmerised. I know this had to be her. The girl I remember. After all my years of searching, she had come to me when I had been close to giving up...
'So make her prove it.' Varr grumbled irritably. 'If you are so sure. Ask her.'
