Anaiah's POV
There are Hundreds of people outside the city gates, they look pale, hungry, and dirty, many were women and children, and the men are talking to the guards, trying to enter the walls of the city. Leondre steps forward and clear his throat. Their gazes turn to him and they all get on their knees, bowing. It is an incredible moment.
Where are they from? I can smell wolves but also bears and a few Lycans in their presence.
"What is going on here?" Leondre asks in that intimidating voice of his. A man and a tall thin woman step forward. They have similar traits with the same markings on their face and arms. They bow in respect before talking
"My king, we are from the pear moon pack, a month ago we were attacked and forced to flee our homes," The female answers clearl
