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skinned than the rest of them, and they thought until the recent incidents, unable to shift. Her mother’s healer status, then her own, had protected her from the rest of their ruthless pack.
    “I’m here to see the Ulfric,” he said nervously to her.
    “And here I thought you had come to say hi to your old pack mate,” she teased.
    Lance blushed. She looked so much happier and stronger than she’d been under Roxy’s rule. He smiled and mumbled, “Hi.”
    “Come in, Lance. His living area is upstairs,” she added.
    He wanted to tell her he knew already, but she walked away too fast. His feet moved in slow motion as he followed her up the stairs. The last time he was there flashed in his mind against the current moment in a cacophony of images and sensations. Night to day, clothed to naked, stark flashes like in a waking vision, only this was the past instead of the future. Inside, his head started to spin as if someone were scrambling his brains to give him vertigo.
    He grasped the polished, oak stair railing hard trying to shake off the weird visuals. The steps kept moving and rotating from color to black and white like his visions, but not. Then thumping started in his head as if something inside pounded to be let out. Forcefully, he worked to push past the strangeness and attempted to move forward. He didn’t make it. As he tried to take a step, he swayed and was unable to find purchase on the next one up. His grip on the rail loosened, and he started to fall forward, but Nolan caught him before he hit the ground.
    “Come on, Lance. Last time I thought your excursion made you tipsy. Something’s up with my house, isn’t it?” Nolan asked as he helped Lance settle on the couch.
    Lance leaned forward, his arms across his knees, his head on his arms. “I don’t know. It’s like I’m caught in a time loop of past and present.” Plus flashes of something else he couldn’t piece together. “I keep seeing the now and then overlapped. Something like I get with the visions, but not quite the same. I’m sorry,” he said. Why did he have to do such a lame job explaining to his new Ulfric? He glanced up in time to see Alex and Nolan exchange looks. “Alex, you’ve been my healer for a long time. I don’t remember anything like this. Did I ever tell you about these kinds of symptoms?”
    “You mean dizziness, loss of balance, incoherence of time and space? Yes, a little bit, but as you said, you were able to place it with your visions of the future.”
    Lance ducked his head as guilt swamped him when he remembered the future he’d seen for her in Roxy’s lodge. He still couldn’t be sure if he’d done the right thing in not warning her.
    “You have nothing to feel guilty about,” Alex reassured him. “You did as needed to be done. Nolan and I had to live our parts the way we did, not alter them because of what might be. Do you understand?”
    “I’m grateful for your kindness in the matter,” he said formally because he didn’t understand. He always thought the things he saw in the future were absolute, and nothing could be done to change them. It’s why he hadn’t warned them. He was afraid it would cause unnecessary fear, and Boris and Roxy would have picked up on it.
    Alex, alluding to trying to alter the future like it was a normal thing, put ideas in his head. And the next time he had that recurring vision, he would try even harder to see the details. They were all so murky. Usually, they became clearer as they neared the time his vision and the future connected. Sometimes, they were hazy until the very moment in time happened that he’d seen. Other times, they were clear as crystal the instant he had them.
    Roxy had never cared about how his gift worked and only cared about the ones which helped bring her more power. Maybe he would find someone to help him figure out how his prophecy-like dreams functioned . But first... “I have a favor to ask.”
    Again, he caught a special look pass