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“What do you mean?”
“I remember you, too. I remember you, those eyes, and those looks of yours. You’ve always been intuitive. It doesn’t shock me that your mind is your power. So, whatever it is you want to spit out, do it.”
“All right,” he said with a nod of his head, “I’d like to ask you a favor.”
“I’ll do my best, Dean.”
He took a step toward me. “Wait a week before making this decision.”
I shook my head. “I have work on Monday.”
“Find someone to fill in for you. I’m sure you have sick days. Humans do that kind of thing.”
“I can’t just call off work. I have to fill out paperwork, submit it to H.R. There’s a load of bullshit I have—”
He closed the distance between our bodies and his heat rendered me speechless. “Just one week of your time. That’s all I’m asking for. Let Brody teach you. Let us coach you. And, if by the end of that week you still wish to leave, I’ll take you to the airport myself.”
I gazed up into his tired, icy blue eyes. “What’s the point?”
“The point is that your father wouldn’t want you to make this decision lightly.”
“And why do you think I owe my father something?”
He shook his head. “You don’t owe anyone anything. You’re no one’s property. But you owe it to yourself to make sure the decision that you make is one that doesn’t leave you feeling guilty.”
“Who says I feel guilty?”
His gaze rooted me to my place as my heart fluttered in my chest. “The little girl inside of you that still resents your mother for not explaining to you why you guys had to leave this behind.”
I blinked. “How could you possibly—”
He placed his hand on my shoulder, squeezing it softly. “All your life, the people around you have made decisions for you. Now, you have the chance to make a big decision for yourself. Do it right. You owe it to yourself to do it right, Raven. And if not for us or for yourself, then do it for all of the decisions that were made before someone thought you were capable of making them for yourself.”
His words disarmed me in a way that shocked me to my core. “I-I don’t know my father. I-I-I—only have blips on a screen of a memory about him. Mom never talked about him. She never talked about this life we left behind. I don’t know what he would have wanted of me. I know nothing, Dean. Honest to God, I know nothing.”
“Do you remember that some wolves have special abilities?”
I nodded. “Yeah, I remember that part. You’ve got one.”
His hand fell away from my shoulder. “I do, yes.”
“What is it? What exactly is your power?”
He looked down before he drew in a deep breath. “I have visions of the future. And, sometimes—when an emotion is powerful enough—I can see the reason for the swell of emotion.”
“Like you just did with me.”
He lifted his gaze to meet my own. “Yes.”
“Are your visions always accurate?”
He clicked his tongue before he spoke. “Not always. People make choices that change those outcomes sometimes, and it just is what it is. Sometimes, they can be vague. Little snippets of still-life images that bombard my mind. But I saw you as alpha. I saw you leading our pack before you ever stepped foot in Bend. I knew before anyone else knew who exactly Colin had named alpha in his place.”
I shook my head. “Well, I guess that will just be one of those visions that doesn't come true, because I can’t even shift. I don’t know how to. There’s no possible way, even if I wanted to, that I could be alpha. I’ve never met my wolf. How can a wolf that has never shifted be the alpha?”
“Then, it’s a good thing that I can help with that.”
I paused. “What do you mean?”
