In a move that risked the beta finding himself the target of the Alpha’s wrath, Kent rushed forward and blocked Martin’s feral advance on the oncoming party with his own body.
It was either bold and daring, or absolutely idiotic, but it was necessary in order to avoid a disaster. If Martin was allowed to do what his beast’s instincts dictated, they would have a pack war on their hands before the birds even flew out of the trees and fled the predators that gathered under the tree canopies.
Kent growled low and long enough to catch the Alpha’s attention. But he lowered his head to show Martin that he was not challenging him, but just restraining him from doing something extremely stupid. And jumping headfirst into an outnumbered fight was definitely stupid, in Kent’s opinion. Without even
