(Third POV)
'Mr. Winston and his men were summoned by the werewolf mafia King's successor, who wants his father out of jail and also wants to send RavenStone down and make your pack the land of rogues."
Slamming his fists on the table, Tyron was enraged by Zacria Reid's words. "Those fools! What made them think I'd let them even step foot in my territory!" he grumbled.
Magnum Sasha and Smithly tensed as his eyes shifted colors. Dusk was on the verge of resurfacing as his grey orbs turned murky, but Tyron quickly restrained and blocked him because it was dangerous to let his inner wolf take over. In any case, it would not help the situation.
"I didn't say they'd attack now, but there's a chance they'll take advantage of the fact that we're all focused on the event to sneak inside your t
