I laughed softly.
Gregory: No, it doesn't hurt.
He sighed softly as one of the guards reported movement at the western border. So we headed there and waited for the arrival of the... unwelcome visitors.
A hundred men advanced on us, led by a man. He exuded a cold, angry aura. It was the Supreme Alpha, the usurper, Daemon Maxima.
Daemon: Alpha Willibrod, I presume.
Gregory: Myself. To what do we owe the honor of your visit?
He sighed falsely.
Daemon: I came for my bride; it seems you're holding her illegally.
I felt Jackson stiffen beside me.
Gregory: I don't understand... we don't have any female wolves in the dungeons...
Daemon: She's not in the dungeons, Alpha, but you're preventing her from coming to me like her brother promised. So, either you give her back to me, or I'll tak
