"Next!" the man called out.
It was Alpha Chelsea and Peter's turn and they stepped forward.
There were a few whispers here and there.
The other person started to read out their crimes. "Trespassing, theft and attacking an innocent man,"
"Werewolves in my territory," King Stefan drawled out. "And the first minute you arrive here you cause trouble. And they say your species is the most cultured of them all. What are you? Rogues?" He quirked an eyebrow.
"We are not rogues your highness," Alpha Chelsea chose to speak out.
"Doesn't matter," King Stefan replied. "You are in my territory where you have committed a crime against my people, so you have to be punished," he decided.
There was a door close to the throne of the king with two guards standing by it. And just as the king was
