Jason growled, turning to face the aura preceding the enraged alpha that stormed out of the packhouse. Phoebe studied the approaching male, certain she had never seen him before. But if he wasn’t an invited guest she wasn’t sure what he was doing there. Trailing behind him was a young she-wolf only a few years older than the trio she had talked to previously.
Phoebe’s eyes shimmered silver as Máni came closer to study the pair. She and her wolf were in agreement, though content to watch as their mate stepped forward to meet the aggressive alpha.
“Alpha Jason! I demand an explanation!”
Jason eyed the other coolly. His gaze flickered from the alpha to the she-wolf, then to Luke and Ben, who trailed after them. They shook their heads, signing they had no idea what it was all about either.
