Quinn

I was back home. We had won the war. We had chased off the wolves to wherever else they could go through and had gotten our men back. I knew that the men weren't ever going to come back with what we had done to them.

I had been trying to have pity on them, knowing they were a homeless pack and wanted to reach a compromise with them, working on how they could live happily with our men without breaking any code of conduct and making a mess of the law but they hadn't composed ...