12| Intrusion

Reid hated Nira with every fiber of his being and now even more so. As he tore through the woods in his wolf form, his fur became longer than usual, and the wind carried a lousy odor right into his susceptible nose, which he knew was emitting from him. The stench of being a rogue, he could smell it already, and any werewolf who came close to him would be able to smell it, too. The wound Denzel had left him on his face would not be healing anytime soon because an alpha did it. He kept feeling like Denzel was right behind him. Knowing better, he was doomed to have that scar for life. It seemed like the banishment was just a show-off, and the actual punishment, which he believed was death, was yet to be delivered. Since his intentions were still what they were, only intents, Denzel couldn't have been able to kill him. Technically, he had yet to commit any crime, so being kicked out was what the law would permit Denzel to do. Unfortunately, the elders didn't have this privilege, so Denzel