But I knew I had to do something big to keep everyone on side. I called a week of mourning for the pack. A huge gesture so that everyone knew I was holding my hands up to the community to say, "I f****d up and I'm sorry."
It was enough to get the elders off of my back and for my father to assume I'd seen the error of my ways. I asked him to run the pack for a week whilst I got myself in check. Another deed to get me back in favor with him.
That week was the longest of my life. I visited all my men in hospital and apologized profusely to their families. Every wolf that wanted some of my time to share an anecdote or three about Paige, was granted it. No one uttered a single derogatory word about her. She had been a sensational Luna. I did the whole thing sober as my drinking also
