PUNISHED

THIRD PERSON’S POV: The chaos caused by a mere action of love is underestimated until Hiram’s phone rings on a cool night evening at his honeymoon at the Red Pack. “What the hell were you thinking?” Hollis barks at his younger brother, whose face scrunches up, and he takes his hands off his wife, Juniper, who is laying peacefully on the bed asleep. He gets to his feet, walking to the sitting room. “How could you let Hu go off like that with Ginger? We all know how unstable he can get sometimes, and…” “What are you talking about?” Hiram asks, heading to the door. “Hu is right here with me,” he protests as he knocks on the door. “Hu!” He calls out, then he gets the automated reply. “Hello Hiram, Ginger and I are fine. How are you?” Hollis sighs over the phone. “Then explain why he was caught in New York and is being transported back to the pack by the general in charge.” Hiram’s heartbeat drops at once, and it dawns on him he had been fooled. He ends the call and gets the attendant downs