Xavier
But I wasn’t satisfied. Words meant little unless backed by action. I fixed him with an unwavering stare and commanded him to apologize to Amelia, and let remorse flood through him.
When he finally did, his voice strained with sincerity, she stood frozen, caught in the tide of emotions that swept over her. Shock, disbelief, and something far deeper, something raw and unspoken, twisted in her expression.
"Because discipline is necessary," I said through gritted teeth.
"Discipline." His tone was thoughtful. "Fifty laps around the territory, cleaning the training grounds for a month, garbage collection, and helping in the pack hospital. That's pretty comprehensive discipline for grabbing someone's wrist."
He walked over to the water station, grabbing two bottles and tossing one
