Locked with the young witch in this space, Black let his words slowly spread. Even if he was impatient, rushing wouldn't do any good. He was close to his goal and Light was in his arms. She was his chance.
The Skinwalkers and the pack made everything easy for him. They made so many mistakes. It wasn't that surprising. It was Light. She wasn't only the daughter of the Luna and the Alpha but also their future priestess. They were ready to do anything to find her.
They made mistake after mistake, but the greatest of all was listening to the traitor in their ranks who managed to steer them away from any leads that led to Light. Black had thoroughly observed them, he knew everything.
Of course, that worked in his favor. However, Blue Moon and Bloodhood was the witch's family. He wouldn't stand a chance even as a savior, if she found out how desperate they were to find her, to the point of setting everything on fire and fighting with everyone.
