Thunderstrike's Punishment

As the audience registered Luna Cassidy's words, I could feel the atmosphere grow increasingly hostile towards Alpha Thorton. Their eyes had lost whatever respect they had for him; instead, it was replaced with a combative look, as though they longed to drag Alpha Thorton to the floor to beat the living daylights out of him.

It wasn't hard to understand why. A werewolf who did not respect the Moon Goddess's ways was no better than a mortal, and a werewolf who actively worked to separate his own flesh and blood from their wolf was on par with vampiric scum.

And there was only one way to deal with vampiric scum. 

Alpha Thorton's eyes darted between the other pack representatives nervously, but he still stood up as though nothing was wrong. 

"We are on sacred ground," he said. However, whatever confidence he tried to feign could not hide the tremble in his voice. "No violence will be tolerated on the Moon Goddess's sacred grounds."