It Dawns on Dean

Dean’s temper didn’t ease as he wrote the report to the Ruling Council. It would settle nothing, and he despised the pettiness, but he didn’t have time to deal with putting out fires others started because they were the petty people.

But it sat in his belly, annoying him to no end. After that he dealt with the pack members who he’d found to be the more vocal or active in pushing for Kiera’s ostracizing. It was exactly as he expected. They’d mostly heard rumours rather than had experiences and they responded to the potential danger rather than any clear and present danger.

He’d tried the understanding approach, but it was difficult to feel sympathy for their positions on this, with Kiera upstairs healing from her long trek through the woods to town.

It didn’t help him at all that she ran past their territory to get there and didn’t stop for help. He wasn’t sure if she’d even considered stopping. That part made everything harder to swallow for him. Sh