They might even know things her father and mother never did. Addison cast a glance back at the border patrol office, her expression unreadable.
'Alright... seems like I finally have a goal,' she thought, eyes fixed on the backs of the people in front of her. As she stared at them, a dull throbbing began in her head—waves of memories rising slowly from the depths. A familiar sensation… a familiar scene…
Addison slipped into a memory from when she was sixteen.
She saw her younger self walking through the forest, her wrist being gently tugged by an older she-wolf—the same woman who had first taken care of her when she joined the border patrol. Back then, their team had been much larger.
"Hey, little sister, why did you decide to join the border patrol?" the she-wolf asked teasingly, her tone light but curious. "If you really want to rise through the ranks, shouldn't you be aiming for the Royal Guard? That way, the Alpha King might notice you and give you a better post."
