We walked back to the Pack House, exchanging greetings as we passed the others. Many were outside enjoying the warm Georgia weather. Few Packs stayed in the deep south, the heat and humidity challenging their wolf forms. As we walked in, we saw the doors to the Council room closed and a guard outside. "I guess we won't know tonight," I said.

"The worst they can do is fire me," Adrienne said as we walked to the stairs. "That's not the worst thing. I was thinking about quitting, honestly. I can't see how I can balance being a Luna again with a Council job that involves lots of travel." She...