Jonathan's head hit the floor first.
Marjorie followed, her descent slow and stiff, her palms pressing flat against the carpet. She reached sideways without looking and grabbed Sabrina's arm and pulled. Sabrina's jaw tightened. Marjorie pulled harder. Sabrina went down, slowly, her eyes dropping to the floor.
''Please.'' Jonathan's voice shook. ''We beg the pack's forgiveness. What we did was unforgivable.'' His voice broke on the last word, catching somewhere in his throat before he pushed through it. ''We sent her to die and there is no justification for it. None. We were wrong. We were deeply, terribly wrong and we throw ourselves at your mercy.''
Marjorie pressed her hands together against the carpet.
''We have shamed ourselves,'' she said, her voice barely audible. ''We have shamed our family. We ask only that you show us the grace we do not deserve.''
Sabrina said nothing.
