The next several weeks were stressful for me. Joel and I spent almost all day in meetings of one form or another. I leaned about the shipyard business and the pack business. Security continued to be a hot topic and I started to get the hang of that. Unfortunately, sitting around all day was frustrating to me.
The only real break I got from the meetings was my time with Emily. That was far from relaxing. As a human physician I had tended to leave the counseling to counselors, I never did it myself. Now I scrambled to read up on the subject in order to help my new family.
"I just feel worthless," Emily would tell me every time I asked her. "I turned on my pack. I attacked my Alpha. If the pack had suffered, it would have been my fault."
The rogues had treated her badly, physically and men
