Laying down on my bed, I start thinking about everything that's happened this week. I can honestly say that I've learned a lot; about Derek's pack and myself. I learned that everyone in Derek's pack has their own reasons and agendas for being there, and that they're happy with their decisions. I learned that my mom is grateful for me getting the bite in the sense that it has got rid of my asthma. I learned that despite my initial thoughts Peter does actually feel bad about what happened beforehand. But the most important thing I learned is how selfish I've been in the past. I can't believe how blind I've been to everything that's been going on. I've been so worried about how I perceived my life being made worse that I haven't even taken into account how my life has been made better; and it could be even better if I joined Derek's pack.
For the longest time I assumed that having an alpha meant that Derek would control everything that I did, but that's not the case. If anything it seems as though having an alpha is like having a parent in the sense that they want to protect and care for you. As much as I initially didn't want to follow Derek I have a pretty good feeling that Deucalion would be ten times worse than I could imagine Derek being. When I initially met Deucalion, there was something about him that I didn't like, but now that I'm truly thinking about it something is very wrong about the whole thing. I know what I have to do, I just hope that it works out.