The Luna He Gave Away
The version that looked at me with the particular blankness of someone who had made a decision and was waiting for the consequences to finish catching up with it.
I had loved her.
I had also not known her as well as I believed I did, which had turned out to be the more important piece of information.
I had learned from that. I had built something from that lesson, a set of operational principles that had kept me functional, my pack safe, and my position secure for four years. The principles were not complicated: trust actions over words, trust patterns over moments, and trust nothing that arrives with the certainty of fate because certainty was what they used when they wanted you to stop ask