Unacceptable

Sawyer closed his eyes, holding tightly onto Daniel, and felt three again. This time he was back in the little cramped Packhouse, the elders seated around him. His mother held onto his hand, pleading for a fairer punishment to be given to him, as he was the youngest in the Pack then. He couldn't remember what offense he committed, but he could relate the feeling of nervousness he'd felt back then to his current state. His heart was pounding, a million possibilities running through his mind – all negative. What if the elders didn't accept him or the baby? What if they accused him of being a bloodsucker after Daniel's money? What if they didn't think he was good enough to be Daniel's mate? The what-ifs didn't seem to be ending soon.

Deep breaths, Sawyer. You can do this.

Sawyer was aware of the level of influence the elders of a Pack held. As a combined force, they could overrule the decisions of Alphas and Betas. Their verdict, when passed was final and couldn't be twisted. He'd feared