And the only way to allow her back onto pack lands.
The thought left a bitter taste in my mouth, but I knew it was our only option. We had lost the battle, but the war was far from over.
"Dom," I said, my voice a low murmur, so only he could hear. He didn't look at me, his gaze locked on Alistair. "Dominic," I said, a little louder, placing my hand on his arm. "Let it go."
His head snapped towards me, his eyes filled with disbelief. "What?"
"We can't win this," I said, my voice steady, despite the turmoil raging inside me. "Not here, not now. We'll look like tyrants. We'll lose the pack's support. Let her in. We'll deal with her our way."
He searched my face, his expression a mixture of anger and confusion. He knew I was right, but the thought of conceding, of letting Yasmine back int
