Aria, you ought to have remained down.
Stepping into the clearing, the competing alpha's voice was crisp and brashly arrogant. His surviving rogues lined his tall body, their snarls resounding in the tense quiet.
Aria corrected, the wavering light of her mark steadying with her will.
"You were the one who ought to have left when given the opportunity."
Benevolent but damaged, the pack formed a protective line behind her. Kael moved forward with glowing claws. "We recently repelled an army cursed.
Do you think you terrify us? «
The competing alpha grinned, his golden eyes frigid. You are frail. wrecked. And now I will choose what is mine.
The alpha surged and the tension broke like a bowstring. Aria squared him, her sword blazing as their collision rocked the area.
Ethan called protective wards over the wounded as Kael and Ryker plunged into the chaos, driving away the opposing rogues.
