Bound In Darkness
Lydia's voice, distorted by distance and fury.
"Stand down, Thorne," she called, and there was something in her tone that suggested she'd only now realized exactly who Rowan was. Who he belonged to. "This is pack business. Obsidian Peak territory. You have no claim here."
"Neutral territory," Rowan responded, still in his wolf form, his words somehow still clear despite the shape he wore. "And this female is under my protection."
"She's a criminal," Lydia spat. "She disrupted the sacred ceremony. She's claimed a bond she had no right to claim. She's to be executed by order of Alpha Silas."