#Chapter 8 Her Name is Helen

Helen POV Justin! I stared at my mate through the veil of my hands, my body stinging all over from the debris thrown on me. How had The Devil found me!? My first instinct seeing the last Lycan before me again---was to run. I dismissed the urge as soon as it came through my head. His legs were significantly longer than my own and I had seen him move faster than me even while chained. The next idea which came to mind was to deny who he thought I was---who he believed he knew I was but did he know? Could he know? Lycans were rumored to have all kinds of gifts, but I knew his vision wasn't perfect in the gloom which we'd met in. The darkness inside his room had been almost complete. My heat had caused many of my own memories to be hazy. It was a fair bet Justin didn't have much more clear memories of me. "Thank you for your help, Alpha!" "Alpha?" he asked, looking at me in puzzlement as he crouched to join me where I huddled in the walkway, "I'm your mate. Justin. D