“I don’t trust him.” Ryan said first, shifting uncomfortably in his seat.
“Neither do I. But, I don’t think we need to trust him completely in order to work with him.” Penelope replied as her face relaxed into its natural expression. She looked mildly perturbed. “And strangely, I feel like...we can trust him to do what he says. Call it a gut feeling.”
Everyone at the table knew how dangerous it was to ignore gut feelings. Werewolves were nothing if not instinctive.
“How are you feeling about this, Toby?” the young Alpha female turned her gaze to her mate.
She’d pretty much made up her mind, but still wanted to know what both her mate and her trusted Gamma were thinking. It was difficult to be a good leader if you couldn’t be decisive, or if your people were too willing to second guess
