My mind had been abuzz with the anticipation of going to Patrick, one of the pack elders. The moment it was suggested to me, my mind had thought of him. He was an old friend, not only of my father, but of my grandfather too. He had been there throughout my life, so I did not see him so much as a pack elder like the others, but more like extended family. I hoped if I told him everything then he may offer me the insight and guidance I needed right now. Because, while usually, the one to turn to would be my father, we were no longer close...
The lightness within our steps and our laughter had shown just how much hope the two of us had held, and I don't even know if Grace was aware of the things that I hoped to arrange. But, as if he had detected my betrayal, my father had mindlinked in that moment, demanding a conversation, and destroying our hopes.
