Serena's POV
I had always hated the 'Code of Conduct.' After reading it then, I began to wonder why there were several rules that just didn't make sense. According to the code of conduct, there was an unspoken rule, something ingrained into the pack over generations.
At the end of each patrol, the Gammas, battle-hardened, restless, and destructive, were expected to release their tension, and their mates were expected to provide that release. Like it was an obligation. Like it wasn't a choice.
I had heard the whispers of some women accepting it, saying it was just a part of life. Others endured it in silence, trapped by tradition. But it wasn't right. It was never right when it was forced.
And as I stepped outside, the truth of it slammed into me with full force. Sophie was backed again
