(Caius)
I watched Isla close the journal with more care than she'd opened it.
She wasn't disappointed that we weren't training today. If anything, she seemed more eager than when we'd first walked into the library this morning. That told me we'd made the right choice.
Most wolves wanted answers they could use immediately.
Isla wanted to understand why those answers existed in the first place.
There was a difference.
One created power.
The other created wisdom.
If she continued approaching every lesson that way, the abilities she'd one day master would rest on something far stronger than instinct.
I gathered the journals into a single stack.
"We've done enough for today," I said.
Isla looked up from her notes.
"You think so?"
I nodded.
"I'd rather you leave with a few ideas yo
