"I have thought it over and the least punition I can give is that we confine her to the house for as long as needed," my father blurted out.
I could still remember the horror look on my mother's face when she heard the verdict.
"What? Walker…" she exclaimed.
"There's nothing to negotiate. She defied my orders and ultimately the pack's orders to abstain from getting involved emotionally with a rogue. Consider this house arrest as a gift because if I were to go by the law, you would probably be thrown into one of our dungeons."
I sighed. Way before we returned home, I had resigned my future to fate and so the verdict didn't come as that much of a blow to me. My father loved me, that was certain. I knew behind all that bark, deep down, hurt was an understatement for what he was feeling. B
