"Sponsorship?" I give him a dazed look.
"You don't know what sponsorship is?" He gives me a quizzical look.
"N-No," I'm beginning to feel overwhelmed now. "Why would you - Why would you sponsor me? And how do you know about my college and -"
"Sometimes," he looks a little amused now, "it's best not to look a gift horse in the mouth, eh? I heard you have a dependent?"
I find myself nodding, trying to comprehend all this.
"Give Rachel your brother’s name. She'll have you fill out a form for the sponsorship."
I hesitate, "Will my pack find out where I am?"
He pauses, his eyes grim now, "Will they want to retrieve you?"
I lower my gaze.
He gets to his feet and comes to stand beside me, a hand coming to rest on my shoulder, "They won't hear about it. You don't have to mention your pack
