Immediately after lying about the purpose behind his visit, Regulus and his men began pushing through the crowd to make their way toward the altar.
“Argh! Who the hell just shoved me to the side?” one of the werewolves of the Crestfire clan grunted and looked behind when he felt someone pushing him aside with much greater force than what was necessary.
All he saw was some more people shouting and getting mad at someone who pushed them too.
Soon, the commotion that was caused by Regulus and his men was noticed by Jerome as well as Everard.
“Who the hell are they?” Everard frowned at the disorder that was arising and asked his newly appointed Beta.
Jerome was already on his guard by now because though the ceremony crashers were still quite far away from the altar, he recognized the distinct smell that they carried.
