Adriel observed the stranger. She looked neither afraid nor lost. She exuded this arrogance like she was royalty and he should be grateful to be in her presence.
Her long brown hair loosely flowing down and a few tiny twigs could be seen sticking out on top. Her clothes would look ordinary to the untrained eye, but Adriel had grown up around luxury. There was nothing cheap about the simple jeans and shirt she wore.
The little pups that had been running around her were nowhere to be seen. Adriel tried to catch her scent or that of the pups and smelled nothing.
"Who are you and what are you doing in my woods?" he asked warily. A stranger who had a group of pups but no scent was a potential threat to his pack. The guards who had stayed with him were poised, ready to attack at his order.
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