“High rank can do whatever they like. Low rank has to toe the line.” The rules you can get away with openly breaking kind of reflects your rank, in a way. “That’s bullshit.” “Sure.” “It’s not that way.” “Okay.” “Don’t fuckin’ do that.” He’s irritated. Good. So am I. I just twisted my ankle again, and we’re getting close to the road. I don’t want to be here, buck naked when someone I know from town could drive past. “Do what?” I pick up my pace. “’Okay’ me.” “Yes, Alpha.”
