The elder fell silent. For nearly a minute, neither of them spoke. Willow remained seated, resisting the urge to say anything else.
She had pushed enough. Now she needed to let him think.
The elder looked down at the reports scattered across his desk. Some of them concerned Silver Fang. Border breaches. Rogue sightings. Patrol injuries. Unidentified wolves lingering near their territory.
Willow wasn't lying about any of that.
That was what made the situation difficult. He didn't trust Willow. Not after what she had done five years ago.
Not after watching her repeatedly add time to her own punishment because she couldn't stop abusing the authority she still possessed as Luna. And certainly not after she had appeared in his office without Jason's knowledge, asking him to bring Bloodmoo
