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Chapter 32: Getting to Know You
RYAN’S POV
“There are so many things about each other that we don’t know,” Ana stated, somewhat absently. I looked over at her and replied, “You can ask me anything that you want to know, and I will answer honestly and openly.” Ana considered the offer for a moment before asking apprehensively, “Even if it is painful to discuss? What if it brings up terrible or traumatic memories?” I thought about what she asked and felt moved by her concern, “Regardless, even if it is hard to answer, for whatever reason, I will still answer. You have every right in the world to know about my past. At this time, I know more about your past than you do about mine,” I answered sincerely.
Ana then inquired, “Would you tell me about your parents? What happened to them? I know that I have lived in this pack my entire life, but I was kept away from the general public for the most part. The only
Amy L. KrohnHello beautiful readers! This has been a hell of a year. There are still some struggles in my life, but I have finally put a few things into perspective and prioritized a few others. That being said, I have finally begun writing again and feel the creative juices slowly starting to trickle back into reality. Thank you to everyone for faithfully checking in for updates. I hope that y'all are still willing to walk with me on this journey. I will not be making any promises about daily updates right now, but I intend to post at the very least once or twice a week. This journey is far from over. Be blessed, happy reading!
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