I had never tried to defend myself. However, the less I spoke up, the more the pack assumed I was culpable.
[This must be the truth. If it weren't, she would have demanded a truth-hearing before the Elders ages ago.]
[Indeed, her silence proves her guilt. If she doesn't face judgment, we should run her out of the territory ourselves.]
[But we lack absolute proof.]
No matter what Doris claimed, she had no hard evidence, so the pack enforcers never approached me.
One evening, as I exited a human grocery store and walked through the parking garage, a zealous young warrior from Doris’s pack suddenly appeared, shoved me down a flight of concrete stairs, and fled.
I tumbled down the steps, my head colliding with the wall, leaving me disoriented.
I promptly called for an ambulance and filed a report with the human police.