The weight of my actions hung heavily upon me as I stood before the pack, their faces a mix of anger, disappointment, and sorrow. I remembered Luna's Serena advice to me. She had suggested that I plead with the pack members for their forgiveness, to gain their hearts once more. It was the only way I could hope to mend the shattered bonds of trust that my recklessness had torn apart.
As I looked around at the members of the pack, their eyes bore into me, demanding retribution for the chaos I had caused. They, too, asked for punishment, even as they judged me for my transgressions. I knew, deep down, that I deserved every bit of their anger. My actions can put the pack in danger, and I had to make amends, no matter the cost.
Winston had been avoiding the harsh reality that I should be kill
