Killian's POV
"Alpha Dominic and Beta Luca" I called out. "How many wolves have you lost?"
"Two hundred" Beta Luca replied.
I smirked. "We lost five hundred men. The remaining two hundred are injured."
"What?!" Alpha Dominic gasped in shock.
I nodded gently. "Now, you see why I find your request funny. The enemies definitely had a grudge on us so the attack was lethal. Yours was just meant to stop your pack from rendering mine any help. Do you understand?"
"But...."
"But what, Beta Luca?" I cut him off. "This isn't a child's play."
"I know, but you can still help us" Alpha Dominic insisted. "We only need the witch."
"The same one you judged me for keeping or which one?" I asked, my voice full of sarcasm. "Let's not argue, you two. Go back to your pack and focus on protecting your subjects. I'll do the same for mine too."
Silence reigned for a moment as the two men maintained eye contact with each other. Obviously, they were having a telepathic conversation.
"Are we done here?" I quest
