#Chapter 71 Negotiations

For a long moment Fay just looked at us, her expression unreadable as the tension in the air wound tighter around my throat. I wanted to throw myself at her feet and apologize, but it felt wrong for me to be the first one to speak. Instead, Elroy did. "I want to apologize to you and to your pack,” Elroy said, his voice low and earnest. "I won’t make any excuses for the damage I caused with my aura. Is anyone in need of medical help?” Fay's gaze flickered between us, wariness evident in her taut frame. "A few of the weaker wolves are still feeling some effects," she admitted reluctantly. "But our healer is tending to them. He believes they'll recover fully." I nodded, relief flooding through me. I felt Elroy’s tension unspool minutely—he’d been truly worried he’d hurt someone in his state of panic. I was grateful that hadn’t come to pass. “And I’m truly sorry too,” I said sincerely, knowing the words were useless, but I couldn’t just say nothing. “I really had no choice, but I