MARCO
We reached the Pack’s borders within minutes, and one glance at my team of twenty, already assembled, armed, and dressed to the nines in full protective gear, instantly sent a thrum of satisfaction coursing through me.
They looked like they were ready for war, which was exactly what I wanted.
I didn’t care that they were twice the number of enemies we were expecting, I wanted Luca and his wolves to see us and feel the intimidation right off the bat, to let them know that crossing onto Dark River Pack territory without permission was the worst decision they could have ever made.
I strode forward, the Alpha aura still emanating from my body in waves, a pleased look on my face.
“Impressive formation, Damon…” I praised the head guard at the border, my eyes straying to the rest of
