Stone Circle Old bones don't lie

Bonnie feared he'd never understand that; though, maybe he didn't want to fear it. Maybe he wished to despise it. How could someone so aged, so experienced, with a title as mighty as an alpha, one who called himself Fadir, choose a path away from children when he could have? Choose a path away from a mate and immediate leadership? The more he said, the more he listened, yet the more he couldn't understand. That was the only purpose any wolf had. The more he fought and bit through flesh and bone guarding his memory and beliefs.

"And you now?"

With no elaboration, he asked.