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Rafe Maccon steps into the clearing a heartbeat later.

The Alpha of the Macconwood Pack doesn't look pleased.

His amber eyes sweep over the destruction before landing on the three strangers.

“So,” Rafe says quietly.

“Anyone care to explain why Shifters traveling under a peace treaty for the Council crossed into Barvale territory without permission and started a fucking brawl?”

The Wolf immediately drops his gaze.

The Boar shifts uneasily.

The Cougar coughs blood into the dirt.

Marcus doesn't raise his voice.

He doesn't have to.

“You trespassed.”

Silence.

“You threatened a female.”

More silence.

“You attacked one of my Clan.”

Daniel folds his arms.

“I can take them now.”

No one mistakes what he means.

The Wolf's bravado evaporates.

“It wasn't supposed to⁠—”

Marcus silences him with a look.

“It no longer matters what it was supposed to be.”

Rafe steps beside Marcus.

His expression hardens.

“My Pack doesn't tolerate rogues.”

“They're yours?” Marcus asks.

Rafe shakes his head.

“They are not. But whoever is responsible for them, I’m sure they will be now.”

The words hang in the air.

Cold.


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