“So?”
My anger flashed with her smarmy voice. “So, what if I commanded you to do jumping jacks until you died?”
She reared back and stumbled over her words. “You can’t do that.”
“Who says?”
Her eyes darted back and forth, hoping someone else would say something, but everyone else stayed silent. “The Council.”
“The council also states that unranked wolves cannot wield power over weaker wolves.” I countered back. “So what, the council is good enough to save yourself but not good enough to follow?” The silence was deafening.
***
I waited for the reality of what I said to sink in. “What? You said it yourself. I can’t command you to hurt yourself. Fine, let’s go with something else. What if I commanded you to give me all of your money?” I stared down at the girl and she looked away. “So
