Chapter 6
As if he’d been confident of this outcome from the very beginning, Stormwinder’s face tightened into a predatory grin. In response, I held my breath, half expecting either the Tribunal member or the enforcer to shift into lupine form and s*******r my defenseless charge before our very eyes.
If they made the attempt, what could I do to stop them? Nothing, that’s what. Sure, I could order our pack mates to throw their bodies between the combatants and we’d likely save our friend’s skin...for the moment at least. But the law was on Stormwinder’s side. Here in outpack territory, non-clan-affiliated shifters like ourselves fell under the purview of any Tribunal member who might happen by.
And okay, sure—we could argue that killing a sheep was a minor infraction unsuited to Tribunal
