Jayden’s POV

It was him.

The wolf that saved me when I was little.

To think that I would see him here ten years after he saved my life.

His pale eyes narrowed toward me, with my hand around his neck.

Intentionally grabbing him just to see if he would remember me.

“Get off.” He half barked.

Who would have known that the man I have been looking for was right under my nose and he was even an elder of the werewolf territory.

Interesting.

“Fine.”

Slowly my hand lowered from him and my body ...