"Dakota, it's too late to run. If we try it, they'll have us for sure." I sighed. "We have no choice but to fight."
Dakota shook his head. "Not yet." Then he turned toward the blond, obviously the Alpha, walking toward us. "Who are you?"
He smirked. "My name's not important. But we've claimed this land as ours." He took a step closer. "And you're trespassing."
Dakota laughed. "This isn't your land. It belongs to no one. And if you want to get technical about it, this is our pack's territory, the Granby Pack, and you, my friend, are the one who's trespassing."
The blonde laughed. "I'm no friend of yours."
The others waited, growling and baring their teeth. Yes, he was obviously their leader.
"You do know that the Alpha Supreme, Julien Grey, set up a program where rogue wolves can join a pack, don't you?" I asked.
