Aaron steps forward with his hands up and palms out towards me and said, “You win, I will let them live with you. Don’t kill her Lena, It is OK. No one will be hurting your pups anymore.”
It was as much an admission of guilt for their Luna, as they would get. Everyone present understood that I was right, and she had been hurting my pups to get us here to this moment. The crowd had been on her side at first, but the whispers were spreading on both sides of the hallway about their Luna. Hurting pups was hugely frowned upon, and completely unacceptable. They knew what I had been brought here to do. They knew that my pups were strong and that I was completely serious about what I said. Why Aaron had dicked around so long before letting me have them, was unacceptable. I will discuss that late
