“I have a child,” I reminded him. Did he really forget that?
“I know that; sorry, I know. I meant between the pack life and the city. What would you prefer if you could choose anything?”
I never thought about that because I didn’t think I really had a choice. I chose to move to the cabin because I wanted quiet and seclusion, and I didn't think I had another viable option. I chose the city, but it was because it was the closest to the pack my parents were going back to.
My choices were mine, but now they felt like they were always determined by others as well, but maybe most decisions were. There was hardly a choice or decision that was only affected by a singular desire.
“I did love traditional pack life, but then again, that was all I knew,” I started, picking at the last remnants of
