"So, you aren't mad at me?" I asked.

"Oh, I'm furious, but at myself. I was so angry at the witches, I wasn't thinking clearly. I lied to and then nearly tortured a human female. I spoke cruelly to my mate and ignored what was sound advice. It is embarrassing and I am ashamed."

"Joel, it wasn't that bad," I said lamely.

In truth it was and he looked at me with knowing eyes, speaking slowly.

"How would I have been looked upon if I tortured a someone I swore I would release? Would my pack be able to trust me again after that? Then, in a foolhardy show of...