“Tell me, Brenna, what do ye think of this last visit to the pack?” I asked as soon as we reached the bathing pool.
She pressed her lips together. Her first sight of the pack, she’d almost run screaming off the mountain.
“Ye did well, up until the end when ye were staring at Siebold. Tell me truly: did you look him in the eye?”
Brenna crossed her arms in front of her before she nodded.
“I thought so. As much as I’d like to give that piker a good thrashing, rules are rules. Wulfgar or another wolf might let yer behavior pass, but Siebold will demand punishment.”
I ran a soothing hand down her stiff back.
“Dinnae be afraid. Ye learn our ways, soon enough.” I squeezed her bottom through her dress. “I dinnae want to warm yer bottom so soon after yer last s******g. But I have a little rem
