The heated feeling spreading on Timere's thigh made him look at it. His white trouser had a big hole in it because it had been burn by the nine tailed. He patted Orion's shoulder assuringly. "If you want to spar with me to cool off I am up for it."
Orion's eyes that turned red returned to normal. He gritted his teeth then breathed out all his rage. "No, continue."
"I don't know how she found out but she knew your mate and her mate were in heat and rut, she made a deal with the real culprit releasing the fugitives . The deal was that many fugitives will be sent to your kind to keep you busy, "Timere said.
"And it worked, "Orion added. His expression was still grave. He clenched his fists again, if he could get his hands on that meddling witch he would have strangled her to death even if she was already dead.
"Do you wish to speak to her?" Timere asked, shocking Orion.
"Can you do that?" Orion looked hopeful .
"MmmMmm."Timere hummed.
