The pack followed, their motions orderly even amid the tumult. The link pulsed weakly, its energy directing us as we rebuilt close to the pack house.
A terrible scream rang throughout the forest as we were standing ground, shivering down my spine. Rising into the clearing, the competing Alpha examined the battlefield with golden eyes shining with hate.
"This is thus what the great Alpha and his bond look like," he stated with a sarcastic tone. "I expected more."
"Careful," Luca said, his stance tight but under control. "You will regret undervaluation of us."
The competitor Alpha grinned and turned to look at me. "And you must be the Beta's daughter," he remarked, his voice icy. "The key holder is the one here."
The pendant flashed with light; its energy acute like the connection pulsing angrily. Luca moved in front of me, his presence calming as the competitor Alpha fixed her sight on me.
Luca responded, his voice hard: "You won't touch her."
