Zillon ran a hand through his head of black hair as he walked down the hall to Celeste's room. He was ready for patrol and though he was angry at her, he at least had to say goodbye.
He was aware of the fact that she was probably angry at him after how he had treated her, and honestly, that was okay...he deserved her anger. He shouldn't have glared at her, shouldn't have called her weak and he shouldn't have driven unsafely either, but he had every right to be angry at her too.
That girl heard when his father spoke about the rogues, she knew they were dangerous, hell she knew they had ruthlessly murdered two pack members already and yet she went so deep into the f*cking forest.
She was an omega, but he was sure that the elders had educated her. Ferals come around anytime the crave for b
