Unfortunately, this wasn’t the first wolf to go rogue on a larger scale who’d required a tribunal. The milling wolves out in the audience all quickly took their seats as he was manacled to the heavy wooden seat, everyone more interested in staring at the charged traitor than whatever gossip they’d been sharing. I tried not to stare as Leigh and the three women from our pack made their way down the center aisle. Dirge was at their back, scanning the crowd attentively.
Once the accused was secured—with barely a hiss of pain when the silver touched his wrists—Sergei and Andrei took up guard positions on either side of the chair, and I walked back to the edge of the stage to wait for Kane. Another glance at Leigh found her now settled in the front row, between Dirge and Olivia.
I didn’t like
