He knew trouble when he saw it.
This man right here looked like trouble.
And he didn't have time for this.
Without turning back, Rojan answered "I don't think I know you," he muttered and took another step.
Two of the leader's men breezed forward and were in front of him in a second, preventing him from leaving.
"You are the beta, second in command to the notorious King Wayne, aren't you?" the leader said from behind them.
His mind began calculating as he eyed the two men in front. They had black spots in a shape of rosettes, tattooed all over their body and with the exact same bald haircut, as their leader.
From how they were dressed, even without the hydrogen sulfide masking their scent, he knew they were Jaguar shapeshifters. That sect of shapeshifters enshrined the Samurai way o
