Chapter 174 - Some Buried Memories

To George and Delice, unconsciousness offered them memories of the night they had both forgotten.

For George, that had been one of the nights he had been on the run with Zezi. This was before they had even ever dreamt of finding a home in the Capital.

He had gone to a tavern while Zezi had been in a hut that they built together. He had no plans of staying there for too long, but he had been curious to find out what was happening in there.

They had asked him a lot of questions before he could finally gain entry, they gave him a mask he hated, concealed his scent, and told him that he was responsible for himself.

"You die or live tonight, child." The man at the door had told him before pushing him in.

The moment he staggered in, the sweet smell in the air lured out his wolf and that was where he had lost control.

Back then, the mastery of control he had over his wolf now was non-existent.