Eighty Four
Alpha Maximus and Tall were just leaving the Moon Stone pack territory when they sensed four unknown scents closing in on the border. They immediately got of their pickup truck and confront the strangers that were standing in front of two scouts by the tree line next to the unpaved road.
One of the four, the shortest of them at six feet, stepped forward with arrogant strides, not recognizing prince Viorel, eyed the Alpha with intense gaze. "Step away. We're here to see our king."
Maximus growled, balled his fists and stopped his mate from lunging forward for the seemingly disrespectful display of the stranger. "You dare talk down on me. State your names."
The leader of the four smirked after reading Maximus' thoughts. It was underhanded but he did what he had to. It was
