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“We expected as much,” Jasmine said. “She couldn’t exactly do nothing after Troy’s escape. But from what we’ve heard of your Bryn, she seems a soft-hearted sort.”

“Did she send out a party to arrest him or kill him?” Wayne asked.

“Arrest him,” I answered.

At Wayne’s sigh, annoyance flared in my chest, and my wolf began to growl. Wayne’s children and I had grown up together. Frankie was his youngest, and she was two years younger than me. Wayne’s position on the council and my closeness in age to his kids made him think he could speak to me like he spoke to them.

I leveled my gaze at him. As alpha, I was irked by Wayne’s attitude toward Bryn. But because he was on the council, he had more leeway than others in the pack. His authority wasn’t something I could easily usurp, but I didn’t want to do that, anyway. After all, he was an asset on the council as he had the most experience and was among the oldest pack members. Given all the struggles that we Wargs had endured through the years,