twenty nine

That's what I wanted to say, but I kept quiet instead. For the first time, he was speaking to me as if he was talking to another person. He wasn't giving me orders or talking down to me, and I couldn't help looking at him.

His expression was still one that screamed ‘talk to me and get punched,’ but his voice didn’t hold as much exasperation. However, I didn’t respond. I couldn’t fault him for looking out for his pack’s interests, but I was certain there were other ways for us to handle this situation without resorting to abduction and involving the Council.

“Who was the man that came into my cell?” I asked after a while.

He looked over at me, a confused look on his face as he shook his head. “What man? I was the only one that visited you in your cell.”

Had I been hallucinating or dreaming? No, someone else had visited me.

“There was someone else. I know that was real.”

The car slowed at a stoplight, and his hand fell away from the steering wheel. “I remember you asking who else would b