(CONAN)
"Don't you dare raise your voice against me!" A low growl escaped my lips, and a cold glance fell on the man standing nearby.
"Conan, I am your father. You must listen to what I say. Leave the destroyed gates and the White Fang Group to me. You have more important things to worry about than that right now." Jordan's yellow eyes are fixed on me, and his lips are pressed into a single line.
"To you, I'm Alpha Conan. It's my duty to take care of this city, it's my number one priority. This conversation is over, get out of my house!" I took a step forward, looking down at my slightly shorter father from above.
"You don't understand what you're dealing with. It's your duty to get Camilla back and lead the Snow Pack to a quiet life. I'll take care of the uncertainties behind the wall
