Chapter 12
Justin and I had been told to come alone, so I assumed the other werewolves arrayed across the grassy stubble were members of the Tribunal. Yes—there was Thomas Bell, our All-Pack’s strongest alpha and my ride home since Fen and Ethan were already on their way back to Haven.
Or at least I hoped Thomas Bell would be my ride home. If I survived the session that was to come, that is.
But the rest of the Tribunal consisted of shifters I’d never met before in my life and who, I knew, had no reason to look upon me favorably. Regardless of their identities, the weight of the alphas’ combined dominance was so powerful it lay like a pall across the field, bowing my shoulders and making it hard for me to look beyond my feet.
I could tell that even the rambunctious bloodling in my arms
