Chapter 169 Echoes Of The Past

• DRAKE
• “So, I can expect to have more visions in the future?” I ask, my voice trembling between excitement and fear. “And my own pup might have them too?”
• Natty nods slowly, finishing the last sip of whiskey in his glass before setting it down on the table. The amber liquid glints in the light, and for a moment, I wonder if it holds answers I still don’t understand. His words settle deep in my chest, stirring both wonder and unease.