Chapter 83

Kane’s POV:

I drag Bryce out to the courtyard, listening to Willow running to keep up with us. I don’t slow down for her. I can’t. She has to show that she’s just as capable of doing everyday things as the rest of us. Carl and Glenn are already waiting for us, the other three traitors on their knees, hands bound behind their backs with silver.

I shove Bryce in their direction. To his credit, he doesn’t stumble and fall. Glenn cuffs him and pushes him down to his knees. The gathered Gammas stare at them, some with condemnation, others with hate, a few in sympathy. I have to hide my anger and regret from them. Bryce is one of my best Gammas and I don’t want to kill him, but if I don’t, the others will question my authority and judgment. It’s an awful Catch-22 situation.

“Good afternoon,” I say. The Gammas go quiet and sink to one knee, their heads bowed. “You have been called to judge these wolves for their crimes.” I stand to the side so the G