Forrest leisurely tucked the gloves into his trouser’s back pocket. She interpreted this as a sign that he had no further use for them, which only added to her anxiety.
“You see,” Cyrus sighed dramatically, “a few days ago, my pack was under not one but two sneak attacks. First, and there are no surprises there, Forrest’s warriors got into a fight with mine on the border. It came out of nowhere and they retreated as fast as they arrived, sending apologies for their mistake later. Odd, right?”
Forrest looked into the eyes of his backers, trying to calculate which ones would fight for him.
“And then a medical station in my pack was set on fire, killing about a dozen people!” Cyrus said, and for the first time, Elene flinched.
They did not start the fire, nor did they take lives. Moreover
