Celia blew out a breath. “I’m not sure, to be honest. It’s the first time he’s come to the council’s attention, so he might get away with a warning, or they could put him on probation. There’s a number of options they could choose.”
“Shame they can’t get him to change his views on women.”
“Well, if you’re serious about requesting a pack change, then you’ll have to report to the council everything he said to you. And those views are not fitting with the council’s standards of alpha behaviour. They may well take steps to help re-educate him. Can you see Alpha Wallace hearing that and not reacting?”
Sara shuddered at the thought. “Nope.” She almost pitied her father having to face Karin Wallace afterwards.
Almost.
“Oh,” she said, remembering something. “How come Dad’s betas didn’t come when you did? Back at the pub.”
Celia shrugged. “I imagine they were told not to. I doubt he wanted an audience for that.” She opened her car door and gestured for Sara to do the same. “Come on, let’s get back. I have a few things to get ready for tomorrow.”
As they drove away from the pub, Sara pushed the last hour from her mind and focused on something far more positive.
Rachel.
For the first time since they’d been forced apart, Sara actually saw light at the end of the tunnel. It might not be the way she’d wished things had worked out, but if she had to report her father and leave his pack to be with Rachel, then so be it. His ridiculous opinions about women, about her, weren’t going to stop her from completing their bond. And with the council aware of his actions, hopefully he wouldn’t be able to threaten Alpha Tregarrak or blame Rachel for any of it. Sara would tell the council everything.
She settled back in her seat and smiled.
Tomorrow couldn’t come soon enough.
