The Lycan Prince's Blood
The moment they spot him, they straighten and fall silent.
“What the fuck are you all whispering about?” Marco barks, his tone sharp enough to cut through steel.
One of the warriors, a younger man named Greg, clears his throat nervously. “Nothing, Alpha. We were just—”
“Bullshit,” Marco snaps, cutting him off. He steps closer, his towering presence making the younger man flinch. “I don’t like secrets in my house. If you’ve got something to say, say it now.”
Greg glances at the others, his jaw tightening. Finally, he shakes his head. “It’s nothing important, Alpha. Just… gossip.”
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