33 - Fallen pack

In a heartbeat, Naya sprinted to the pack village, only stopping on the side as she saw six strange men with long black chains standing by the entrance, their gazes full of hostility and thirst for violence.

“From now on, you no longer have anything to say to this territory. We, the Night Ridge Pack, are claiming it as ours!” their leader exclaimed.

One member from the Onyx Pack cried out, “How can it be yours when we were here before you? This land belongs to us, Onyx Pack!”

Another member joined, despite the fear pooling in his eyes. He took his dagger out, “Right! Leave this land, Night Ridge Pack. We don’t care if you’re from a bigger pack. This land is ours and we will never give it to you!”

The soldiers of the so-called Night Ridge Pack all glanced at each other. They all smirked and began to laugh.

Naya’s heart ran cold. Her fingers searched for the knives she hid inside her pocket and gripped them while staring at the intruders.

Just then, the leader of the intruders ste