*Raya*
I am looking at the woman, her dark skin and almost luminescent silver blonde hair makes her quite striking to behold. I do not trust her much, but it is interesting to hear what she has to say.
She breathes in. “Well I can tell you that it is someone from your pack … I don’t know who exactly though … only the chieftain and his nearest men do”.
“Great, so it can be anyone”. I huff.
“Someone in my own pack ?” Zay sounds honestly hurt by this knowledge. “Who in the pack would want me … dead ?”
Dean looks thoughtful. “I wish I could say that I knew who to point at … but without trying to suck up to my alpha or anything, I have never heard anyone complain, for real I mean … there will always be someone mumbling a bit if a rule doesn’t sit well with them, but I have never heard anyo
