The Pack's Emissary
“And then I stayed with you. I poured blood into your wound, and your mouth. I held you night and day. I knew that you were in there… I could not let you go.”
“I died,” Jules swallowed hard.
“Perhaps,” Sigrid replied carefully. “It is a mystery. One that we’re very intrigued by. Do you remember anything of that time?”
Jules was already shaking his head. “I remember… moments. Only moments,” his voice broke on the words. “I remembered June Barnham’s face as she shot me… I know her name… I know I have seen her before. I cannot remember where though. I know Cameron, my son… I remember… His face, his hair… But…” He gestured with his good hand helplessly. “I remember waking and seeing Harry… so sm
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