#Chapter 129: Memories

Elroy POV I had been walking to Olivia’s Lily Room to have a serious talk with her when I first heard the wafting sound. I had been thinking hard about our new goals. We needed to support the WPI, of course, but that wasn’t enough. I saw that the Pack needed a restructuring of opinion and of attitude. But how was I to achieve that? How did one wolf, even an Alpha, change a social attitude? Was it possible even to the Goddess? It was odd to think of a sound like a smell, but the waving aroma of that voice appeared in my mind just like a comic with that little curving line from a pie to a little boy. I didn’t raise up on tip-toe, but I did feel like I was floating down the hallway as the voice continued. As I walked, I was drawn back into a memory, one I had so long and so deeply denied that I had almost managed to bury it from everyone, including myself. I had been taken. I didn’t remember how. I had been out howling at the moon, and then I wasn’t. I did remember the reek