As the gathered group continued their preparations, Samantha couldn't help but notice Fenrir, the burly werewolf pack leader, approaching Kai. She watched as the intimidating figure stopped in front of her mate, his expression stern.
"Kai," Fenrir rumbled, his deep voice commanding attention. "I've been hearing about you - the lone wolf among us." He paused, his gaze sweeping over Kai. "That's not a good way to survive, you know."
Kai met Fenrir's gaze unflinchingly, his posture relaxed. "I do just fine on my own," he replied, his tone casual.
Fenrir's brow furrowed, and for a moment, Samantha thought he might reprimand Kai. But then, to her surprise, the werewolf's expression softened, and he let out a gruff chuckle.
"Well, from what I've heard, you've got one hell of a mate to watch your back," Fenrir said, nodding towards Samantha. "And it seems you've managed to find your place in this ragtag group of ours."
