Talia's wolf hesitated.
Images that Sapa showed her felt real, almost like they were her own memories, yet they were so different from what she believed in many centuries they were apart.
She looked in those endlessly blue eyes directed at her, and even though that was not the face she recognized, she knew that the pleading gaze came from Sapa. Maybe the images he showed her were not true, but his desire for her to believe him was.
Liseli needed to share her side of the story. She owed him that much. She owed that to herself.
"Can I show you?", Liseli asked.
"Please.", Sapa responded right away.
And then another set of images started flashing in their minds.
