Alexander nearly bites his tongue, gobsmacked at his wolf’s audacity to take over so suddenly and use his voice without his permission.
Siena’s eyes turn as round as saucers, staring at him in stunned disbelief.
'WHAT IN FENRIR’S BALLSACK WAS THAT!?' He clutches at his neck, growling at his errant wolf as soon as he’s able to wrestle back control.
His wolf whines a little at the fury in his voice but manages to answer defiantly. 'Just testing our voice. See, we got her full attention now—'
'That was extremely vulgar and disrespectful! Are you suicidal!? Do you want me to return you to the Moon Goddess!? Because I am so tempted right now!'
Ansel's ears flatten against his skull as he sneers. 'You wouldn’t dare!'
'Are you willing to bet your life on that? I was already wolfless once, I
