Liam watched the men from the Blackthorne Pack converse and he felt a boiling anger in him.
How dare they bring themselves to this pack, after laying ambush on them the last time? He clenched his jaw as he stared hard at them. If they had dared to bring that unruly child along, he would have ripped him to pieces and damn the consequences.
Williams noticed the way he kept clenching and unclenching his hands and glaring at their guests. He nudged him, unnoticed by them and signaled that be stepped out for a moment.
"Why are you boring holes into their heads?" Williams asked him, folding his hands across his chest.
"I just can't take the image of you, fighting for yout life these past few weeks out of my mind." Liam said as he ran his hands across his face, "the only good thing about this is that, the did not come with the bastard tha started this.
