Menace's POV
"We have problems," Fang said, and I could tell he was really angry at whatever had happened.
"What kind of problems?" I asked, already getting ready for whatever could be the new threat.
"My father made his first move. There is a group of rogue wolves at the limit of our territory. My father got to one of the enforcers, they were planing on ambushing me," he admitted, and I could tell he was more angry at them for thinking they could fool him, than the attack itself.
"So what's your plan?" I asked, knowing he should have something already prepared for whatever would come next.
"I go talk to them, while you prepare a group to be ready to take them captive. They are supposed to be just a few, but let's take no risks and prepare for a full attack."
"I should call Dag
