(Caius)
I looked down at Isla after she spoke.
Now I ask why you climbed onto roofs.
A smile appeared on my face before I could stop it. The fact that she'd chosen that as proof of progress was ridiculous. The fact that she was probably right made it worse.
She settled against me again.
I let her.
Neither of us seemed interested in saying anything else. The conversation had already gone farther than I'd expected it to.
My thoughts stayed on what she'd said.
Not about the roof.
About herself.
I think I would've talked more.
The words stayed with me.
I understood why she'd said them. I understood why she'd wondered who she might've been if her life had been different. Most wolves probably would've wondered the same thing.
The truth was that there was no answer.
There was no ver
