“There is definitely someone helping them. We lost their scent the moment they left our territory.”
Blake was baring his teeth. His voice sounded more like a growl as he told what had happened.
“Not to mention they knew the terrain of our land.”
Barton added, his face grim, contemplating on how the attackers outmaneuvered them during their hunt.
“We almost had them!”
Boris slammed his fist on the table, clenching his jaw at the lost chance of vengeance.
All this time he remained silent, pondering on some factors that he did not expect during that assault.
“What are your orders, alpha?” Sigma Rambo asks.
They were all in the dining hall, waiting for breakfast to be served as Rory hadn’t come down from his room. All the while discussing the events that occurred a while ago.
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