Jake's POV
My clothes were stained with the blood of the rogues I had decapitated with my strong claws earlier.
"Alpha four are still alive, but their breathing is weak." His voice held no emotions of any sort apart from the wrinkles that marred his forehead.
"Take them to the dungeon, ask them why they came. They must have been informed before taking a life threatening decision to step foot into my territory." My voice was deep, and anyone could tell I'm upset at the moment.
Unfortunately, their leader managed to escape, but I've already sent Delta Alex and Alice after him. My territory is very large; it would take at least five days to get out of here if you know the route.
I seethe with rage as I told Felix to clean up their bodies.
I just needed to sniff in Klara's heavenly scent, so I suddenly craved it. Maybe this is why other werewolves and lycans are so protective of their mates.
