“We bent the rules by disciplining you in private. Fergus is not so lucky. The whole pack knows he is forced to stay in wolf form for a few days, as punishment for nearly attacking you. Wulfgar will carry the tale of your punishment back to the rest of the warriors. Otherwise they would come and demand to see evidence of your discipline themselves.”
“We cannae abide that.” I shuddered. Brenna shot me a furious look as if to say “It must be so difficult for you.” She wrenched away from me. Her red bottom jiggled enticingly as she strode to the dais and picked out a pelt to cover her naked form. Her chin stayed in the air, as haughty as a queen’s.
I bit back a smile. The punishment had bruised her pride, but not broken her. As bright as her bottom was now, the marks would fade quickly. We
