Yes, my father tried to get me to lead training. No, he was not successful. "Jon, I have never led a training session. Not in Eastern Claw, not ever." I confessed. He froze. I knew it. I knew he had some sort of expectation about me bottled up somewhere. The moment he saw my bracelet, he had assumed. So far, I had done nothing or said nothing to neither affirm nor dissuade those assumptions, because Goddess knows I didn't even know what they were. But I had some idea. When Jon continued to remain silent, I grabbed his wrist and pulled him into our room, closing the door behind us. "Jon, who...what do you think I am?" I carefully asked. Silence followed. "I don't know how to answer that." He slowly said. I sighed. "Jon...I meant it so much when I said I stayed out of pack life. Believe me,
