A young girl, Letty Black, understands that the last thing she remembers is her father's death. Her childhood, teen years, first kiss, and first love are a tabula rasa. Her memories are gone, and no matter what she did and how many qualified doctors she had seen, there's no progress in getting her memories back except for strange dreams: an unknown city, a handsome blond man with magnificent blue-brown eyes, and... wolves...? What do all those dreams mean? Is she mad, or that's a hidden world under her nose?
"Perhaps, he's the main mystery, Letty," Aiden answered, then kissed the top of my head, "We need to get back to work. It's time to open and watch over the situation in the city. Moreover, we need to be sure there are not many other pack members who talk too much while they're drunk and beg on their knees when they're sober."
"What about Richard?" I asked and turned to Aiden, then raised my head at him. He was standing behind my back with one hand in the pocket and the other rubbing his blond hair. He looked down at me, then smiled.
"He can stay here as much as he wants," Aiden answered, then took my chin with his fingers and rubbed my lips with his thumb. He took off his hand and held another one to Richard. The man stood from his chair, shook Aiden's hand, and looked at me. He bowed down, then held his hand to me.