Chapter Twenty Six

Lilith's POV

I sit staring at wolves from a pack I'm the far northern borders of Canada. All the men are built like trucks and the women are beautiful and lithe.

Apparently, I come from there, once in my life, I would have been born to two members of the pack. Parents that lived with me but lost me.

I still remember nothing of my life, the brick wall in my mind stronger than I'd like as I push against it to find my memories, it doesn't work... of course. It never works.

Dr Knight talks about genetics and gene matching and a load of other jargon that I don't understand as he flicks through his findings.

I watch both horrified and overly invested as I see my life, my meaning span on the screen in front of me.

Then comes a long list of 'powers' the wolves have up there.

The ability to read memories, to give memories, to heal and even to harm. The list is so long that I lose track as he lists all of the known.

With every slide of the screen he has more to say and I try to listen, I