But did I want that? The answer was no, I didn’t want anyone to die on my name even if they had been incredibly cruel and manipulative when I was with them. Hansel had taught me that a pack was family, and yet my own brother who shared the same blood as me treated me as if I was nothing? A criminal who needed to be taught a lesson when I was nothing other than innocent!
I still questioned why the pack had turned on me like they did. Why did my brother treat me like he did? What was wrong with me? Was there even anything wrong with me? Hansel didn’t seem to think so.
“Urm…Hansel,” I managed to stutter out after deciding that I couldn’t not tell him. He trusted me; I wasn’t going to risk that for anything.
He must have sensed the slight tremor in my tone as in the next second he was pulli
