Claimed by My Enemy Alpha Mate
Ron blustered as he watched everything unfold, trembling with fear.
I raised my eyes and realized Klaus hadn't lowered the arrow shaft against Ron's neck. Tiny wood splinters even pricked Alpha Ron's skin. I figured the pain must have made Alpha Ron realize something, or else he wouldn't be so frantic.
"So, you're afraid of death after all," Alpha Klaus chuckled softly. "Rest assured, I won't kill you for the sake of the king's face."
"Come to rescue your Alpha!" Klaus shouted at the crowd, then with a swift motion, he flung Ron to the ground in the direction of the exit of the hunting ground.