Then he glanced at his bed through the open bedroom door. “Sleep, definitely sleep.”
He crawled into bed, cradled the pillow in his arms, and was dead to the world moments later.
* * * *
Cailean stood in the center of the glade that formed the council circle, surrounded by men. Only they were more than men, he knew. They were shifters, members of the pack. The tallest, most muscular of them was the Alpha, Ulfric. He stood with his arms crossed as his glance went from man to man, ending on Cailean, who had bowed his head submissively.
“You know his crime. How say you?” Ulfric asked the first man.
“For being a deviant who refuses to mate with any of our females, I say banish him,” the man replied.
Cailean sucked in a dismayed breath, even though he knew that would be the response. He l
