I knew I had little choice now but to return home. Hearing Uncle Trent had died hit me harder than I expected. I knew my Grandpa had told me he had been ill, but I guess you kind of expect them to be around forever, and I had simply assumed he would recover. I had trusted the doctors at the pack hospital would be able to help him heal where his wolf may not..
. And, as I packed my things up in almost an automatic way, my mind wandered. Going over so many things. I realized then that I had been such a selfish d**k. I had been so focused upon my own messed-up mind that I had stopped thinking of the ones I loved and cared for as much as I should, and I hated myself for that.
I had looked at my Grandpa in the same way as I had Uncle Trent. I had naively expected him to be around forever. An
