When they got back to the lodge, Everly pulled Whitney aside and asked for dinner in her room, under the guise of a migraine. Once she was in her room, she called her aunt. Everly had texted her once she settled at the lodge, but with the newest development she found herself in need of some counsel.
“Aunt Dottie?”
“Everly, darling. So nice to hear from you. I assume you’ve been enjoying pack life?”
Everly chuckled, “I have. It’s nice to live in a community again, even if it’s temporary.”
“What’s on your mind?” Aunt Dot was never one to avoid the topic at hand.
Everly took a deep breath, “How do I know if I’m ready?”
There was a long pause on the other end of the phone. “My darling, you can choose courage or you can choose comfort. You cannot choose both.** Your heart will guide you
