Bond Rejected at the Tribute Gala

Summary

My mate's Omega pack liaison deliberately destroyed a ward-weave I had spent two full years creating.

In my fury, I made him serve as a den-servant for three days—scrubbing the floors of my exhibition hall before the Territory Showcase.

Aurora Frostvein said nothing at first. Acted as though nothing had happened.

But three months later, her pack declared a resource freeze. She was marked with an Outcast Brand and sent to the isolation dens.

To settle the crushing territory debts she left behind, I took on three labor-bonds each day, running myself ragged across pack lines.