"Who are you?" I question watching him keenly if he poses any threat.
"My apologies, where are my manners? I'm Lucas the Omega of the Crysant pack" he introduces, coughing a little.
"Have we met before?" I question still keeping my distance.
"When you were sold off to the pack I was assigned to help ward off the attacks, seeking solidarity in your pack, they planned to use you as bait, sadly I couldn't make it"
That is a foolish idea if you ask me but I focus on the bright side: he knows the route back to my pack.
"Please help me return my pack, I need your help" I pleaded.
The moon goddess is praised. What are the chances to run into such help?
"I'm sorry I can not help you" He says sadly, diminishing the spark in me.
"Returning to get your pack for help is risky the pack is bein
