If there was one fact that Dixon remembered very clearly in his head it was the first time he had had the she-wolf in front of him. He had not been able to recognize her scent given the dirt on her fur that hid her scent, but it was Clara. And he knew well that she had met him alone, in the middle of the forest, precisely because she was hunting. He had been able to smell savages near her, even he himself had attacked her.

-She's my mate, she's the moon of this pack. How dare you ask her to go hunting- Dixon's fangs flashed. Ethan at his side noticed the change in his brother, though he didn't like the idea of her going hunting either, and that he didn't know the part of the story.

The little wolf lowered his head, pursed his lips and began to tremble.

-Alpha, excuse the insistence, but we need Clara to come with us. Given her sense of smell and her ability to easily detect the savages, it's easier for us to hunt.

-Dixon took a step towards the wolf looking bigger and feeling the bloo