You may rise, Aris," Xorran ordered.
The leader of the tribe who arrived was once Xorran's loyal soldier who he believed died in a war between werewolves and vampires a century ago.
"You found me, Alpha," Aris remarked and bowed. "I apologize for faking my death. I had my reasons."
"Leave the explanations for later. I believe you have taken someone that I own."
Aris' brows angled down as he suffers from cluelessness. He does not know what the Alpha was pertaining to. By those words: someone he owns, he meant his claim but Luna Kerry― he shifted his eyes towards the Luna on Xorran's back only to see her forehead free of any marks, He claimed someone else?
"Yes, we do have someone caged inside our tribe but he could not be yours because he's a―
"Human." Xorran completed Aris' sente
