"Things happened." Ikaris replied evasively, brushing off his enquiry with a smile.
"... "
Liam definitely didn't believe his laid-back act. He had a hazy memory of clawing at the boy's back during their altercation the night before and now he had confirmation.
What troubled him was that he couldn't feel the usual mental link between him and the rest of his pack. His Lord was obviously different, but the expected subordinate relationship had not taken place. If it had, it would have strengthened his position in Last Saint which would have benefited his daughters and his pack.
"I entrust you with the task of collecting wood. Bring back as much as you can." Ikaris switched topics as he patted his shoulder. "If you find any domesticable Demonic Beasts don't kill them but try to capture them alive."
"No problem..." Liam said after a brief hesitation.
