We enter the territory and the alarms are going off. So much for the element of surprise. Not that I care too much.
As we are walking right up to that pack house, a man in his early fifties at most comes walking out with his guys. I'm assuming that's Michael.
"You're trespassing." he says to me.
"You've got my mate. I say back to him.
I see his eyes flicker. It was slight,but it was there.
"How charming. You've come for her. Too bad you won't live long enough to reunite with her."
Some of my gammas shift to take on the wolves that are racing towards us. The rest of us stay in human form and fight the others. I run after Michael.
I'm cut off by another guy, I'm assuming it's his beta.
We grapple with each other and start exchanging blows. Punching, tripping, slamming into anything
