NARRATOR

"That woman’s so damn lucky…"

"I didn’t know Drakkar was that fierce, even without his wolf. Damn it, I should’ve mated with him…"

Greedy whispers echoed all around. In an instant, the male’s image changed drastically.

But before Lyra could end up yanking some slippery she-wolves by the hair, one of the warrior witnesses brought even more good news.

"Alpha, come on! Now that the animals were scared off during the fight, there’s meat everywhere—tons of it!"

Right away, the fight was forgotten. When there’s food on the table, nothing else matters.

Verak looked like he was about to blow steam out of his ears. He wanted to skin Drakkar alive and prove he’d just gotten lucky, that he was still the same weakling as always.

But with the pack and the Healer watching, he couldn’t do something like that.

"Get organized—elders and kids too—we’re heading out to collect the meat!" the Alpha ordered, quickly mobilizing his people, but not before walking over to Drakkar and giving his shoul