The officials of several packs drag Damian in front of me, carrying a piece of paper they obtained from the United Alliance Courts: a court established long ago by multiple packs to ensure fair trials for any werewolf who commits a crime against others - who may or may not be from his or her own pack.
Ironically, I could file my own case there too, so my ruined pack could finally receive justice. But doing so would anger these packs, and that might provoke them to turn against me again.
"We want you to sign this paper so we can legally take Damian Chandler to the United Alliance Prisons while awaiting his trials in the United Alliance Courts," the Alpha of the Ashfall Pack demands.
"Don't, Harleigh!" Damian pleads, still looking weak and recovering from the poison. "I know you hate me, but don't do this to me!"
My tears sting my eyes as Torrin's proud smile flashes through my mind. "After you and Atticus killed Torrin in front of me, you think I'll save you?"
