Arthur's POV
I stepped forward, my eyes locked on Claire, not scared of her for a bit, she could have a head full of dirty dreadlocks, she could put on a gown that looked like that of a rag, she could have a mouth full of rotten teeth's which makes her scary enough to the strongest wolf on earth, she can so look so horrible and have this devilish laughter but I am not scared of her at all.
"Claire or old witch or whatever it is you call yourself, I will remind you to watch how you speak to Julianne, In case you don't know she is my mate," I warned.
"Your mate you say," She smirked. "The one you abandoned, sent, and chased out of your pack for being an omega, or which one exactly are you talking about?" Claire stared at the dark ceiling thoughtfully.
"It is none of your business what h
