Maria's POV
I couldn't understand what was happening to me. It was like I was living all my previous moments again. I felt a hand hold me as I collapsed to the ground.
"Maria, Maria!" I heard Triton call several times.
When I regained strength, I leaned on his hand to support myself to my feet.
I could remember everyone, my mother Laura, and my father, who was the alpha of the pack. I also remembered Sasha vividly and everything that happened while with Trevor.
Mother held my hand to support me. "Are you alright?"
I nodded my head and released my hand from within their grasp. I was sure the entire pack was here at the packhouse. There were still some people that cowered in fear, still believing that I was a ghost.
Their faces were visible enough to see their expressions under the bright moonlight and the several torches at the corners.
I moved up to the podium where Sasha stood.
