“Give him up Maynard, he’s coming with me.” He growled.
The man had encased Rory in a protective embrace while crouching when he approached, and it seemed like he was not planning to let him go.
Both of them were still in their full werewolf form.
“I’d rather not leave him to you. Who knows what you’ll do next?” he says.
The smirk on his face was obvious even with that long grayish snout of his. It irritated him so, knowing that the blue moon wolf was trying to take something away from him again.
“He is in our pack now. That makes me his alpha!”
Alexander bared his teeth, crouching into a pouncing position in preparation to engage. He was not letting this pass by, especially since he seemed to challenge him.
“Yet you let the vampire get his hands on him, and I don’t remember Rory pl
