#Chapter116
The Past
Words fail me and I stare at the doctor as I lift my head, catching the wariness in his eye as he sees the expression on my face and hesitates about moving away a little.
My heart is pounding, my breathing shallow, and a twisting knife of pain devours me as it really does sink and coarse through every cell of my body that Juan did the most unthinkable thing of all, broke our own laws, and killed his own…. Killed mine and my own! For what fucking reason!!!
A prophecy about a rising wolf? A story? A fable… that hadn't even come to fruition. He thought HE could overpower the fates and take what he wanted, push things in his own way?
