Growls and snarling resonated in the forest area. Two groups faced one another with their sharp teeth baring to show dominance and threat.
A man stood in front. His sword was nicely tucked on the side. He looked at the enormous beige wolf standing before him. Between them is the mid-line of the 13th pack's territory.
"Bring out my wife, Rogue," Draco stated firmly. His head was held high and showed his authority. After all, he needed to show that he wasn't afraid of a mere rogue since he was a Prince of the Sabrecrown pack.
Pepe snickered. He let Rosina go earlier, and it depended on her if she would go to Draco or not. After all, the outcome would be the same, but he wanted to play mind games.
And the 13th pack's members didn't know that Rosina was married; for them, it was a surprise that someone from the Palace was asking for his wife.
Pepe shifted into his human form, unafraid to show his naked form in front of his enemy.
