Frost let his spiked balls fall to the ground, his muscles screaming in pain after the exertion he'd put himself through. He was panting badly and could barely keep himself standing. Blood stained his clothes as his method of fighting had proved to be messy when taking out the enemy. The upside to using his deadly spheres was that even when they didn't offer a killing blow, they rendered the enemy unable to keep fighting after the first attack.
"This just got a lot more complicated," Amanda's voice reached their ears, "What are you doing here? You were supposed to flee after I gave you the king's plans."
"What are you doing here? You looked like you were ready to kill us," Jackeline yelled back at the alpha.
Amanda held her tongue before replying, failing to meet her eyes, "You wouldn't have been the first hunters I would have killed."
Frost went on full guard at the suggestion, "Jackeline, get away from her. She's dangerous."
