Chapter .48.

Can you remember who you were before the world told you who you should be? -k.w. *** There is a sighting of Vincent. A distant pack, almost a day run away from Alba Rosa. He was closer than I thought him to be, but not close enough that led me to pursue. "He's not our concern." Henry nods his head absentmindedly, no longer as vocal as he once was. I don't question the change that has come over him. He has no need to say much anymore. My time becomes consumed in nothing but work. Work to help the pack. Work to make it better, more efficient. More. Work to forget. As long as there is work in front of me, I can focus on what my goal is. "Alpha Theon will be arriving shortly. The border patrol is escorting him here now." "How many did he bring?" I ask the question out of curiosity, wondering what numbers of warriors the tough male would