My mind kept wondering how many other wolves in this community had stories like Audrey. Heroic stories. Tragic stories. How many wolves weighed the option of doing what's right against the pack rules and picked what's right?
The pack rules and the undying loyalty of wolves were the one thing I would always have to get used to. It was so different from the way I was raised. Then I thought back to the words I said to Godric when he asked me if I promise to be loyal to him and the pack. Before the Moon Goddess, I promised.
I spent the rest of the day with Audrey. Helping her organize her room. It was only after everything was completely unpacked that I caught a glimpse of a picture placed on her nightstand. Her arms were thrown around a little girl with the same face as her that I assumed was her sister. Huge smiles were engraved on their faces forever.
