Lucien sighed.
He was indebted to Kinnon for clearing Annalynne's name. What about Ronan who wanted to save his whole pack?
Lucien could not even imagine what he could do to repay Ronan.
"No," he insisted. "Please keep yourself out of this."
Ronan chuckled.
"Lulu, you are so funny. Twelve other packs agreed to side with you. Are you going to kick all of them out of the war? Knowing you, you might intend to go alone against the Night Prowler Pack with just that one blade of yours."
"Those twelve packs only agreed to join because you shifted the focus of the war to your pack!" Lucien retorted.
Ronan took a deep breath. That was not even his greatest concern. "Why didn't you deny what I just said?"
"Deny what?"
"That you might want to fight the Night Prowler Pack all alone?"
Sporting a scowl across his face, Lucien averted his eyes.
