the second. Then more. Ten. Twenty. Thirty. More.
I opened my eyes. âTheyâre all leaving.â I tried to swallow down the panic, but it wasnât working. They couldnât leave.
âNo, not all of them,â Mr. Dawson said.
âBut we need as many people as we can to fight Luciana.â
âNo.â Donovanâs tone was clear and firm, leaving no room for question. âBetter to have fewer people fighting honestly than more fighting half-heartedly. Or worse, working against us. Best be done with it now.â
Dastien took the zip ties off Joseph and the others one by one. I wasnât sure letting Imogene go was smart, but I wasnât about to argue with Mr. Dawson. But Shannonâ¦
Meredith came to stand beside me. âYou were right.â
I leaned against her shoulder. âIâm sorry. I know you were close.â
âIf sheâs leaving the pack, then we werenât really all that close.â
By the end of it, almost forty people left.
Some Cazadores. Some students. It didnât take more than a few minutes, but it felt much longer.
When the last of them were gone, Mr. Dawson raised his hands in the air. âThe pack is now solid and closed. You will abide by my law or face the consequences. I am the alpha.â The command in his words knocked me back.
Donovan raised his hands in the air. âBy the power of the Seven, the ranks of the Cazadores are now sealed. Any who left are to be treated as dead.â His command was stronger, and I nearly fell to the pavement as it slammed in to me.
I focused in on the pack bonds. The lines that linked us were thicker and clearer than theyâd been before. âAre you going to follow them? The ones who arenât going back to their home packs?â I asked Donovan.
âYes and no,â Donovan said. âTheyâll have to join another pack or stay lone wolves, but theyâre subject to Were laws regardless. If theyâre joining up with Ferdinandââ
âWeâll have a mess on our hands.â
âAye. But it should keep for a while. Iâll send someone I trust to keep an eye on them. Iâm not liking the fact that Rupertâs daughter is in this bunch.â
âAgreed,â Mr. Dawson said. âWho will you send?â
âMal.â
Whoâs Mal? I asked Dastien.
One of the best wolves Iâve ever known.
Coming from Dastien, that was high praise.
âGood choice.â
âAye. Heâs been working on a problem for me in the area. Just going to have to expand his job a bit now. Pack is feeling better from my end. On yours?â He asked Mr. Dawson.
âMuch better, but I wasnât feeling much before.â
âAnd you?â Donovan asked me.
âMe?â
âAye. What are you feeling?â
âItâs good. As soon as you closed the pack, it was like everything solidified. It felt calm again.â
âGood. Weâve had enough of that then. When this bit with Luciana is over with, Iâll meet up with Mal. See whatâs what. Until thenâ¦â He turned back toward campus. A group of students and Cazadores were watching the flood of Weres leaving campus. âShowâs over. Everyone whoâs not patrolling get to bed.â
Mr. Dawson and Donovan headed for the admin building, hauling a very unhappy looking Joseph between them.
I shook my head at the sight. I wouldnât want to be in his shoes. Not in a million years.
Finally, everyone dispersed, with Adrian giving orders on getting their road trip to Peru underway. Dastien and I started walking toward his cabin, but he was even more quiet than usual. âAre you okay?â
âSure.â
âWhy donât I believe you?â
He tucked a strand of curls behind his ear. âSome of the Cazadores that leftâthey were my friends. I trusted them. Fought with them. But they left? When weâre in the middle of a war with the