Hunter's question about the father of my children brought me back to a time that seemed so distant, a moment when everything was simpler, and we were young, full of curiosity and enthusiasm.

It was over six years ago when we were arriving in Denver, and it was my first time stepping into the human world. Excitement coursed through my veins as we watched the city approach through the truck's window. Hunter parked the vehicle near a bar, and the other guys from the pack jumped out of the ...