Alpha Orion
Orion sat up, his brow arched so high it almost touched his hairline.
"Which one of our reserves was raided?" he asked in a guttural tone, leaning over the table to pin the older Lycan with an expectant stare.
"The clan 6 reserve," the chieftain responded, and his eyes snapped to the Lycan male, who was seated two seats away from him. "Isn't that your jurisdiction, Larkin?" he sneered at the Chieftain, who cowered under the intensity of his scrutiny; his lips were glued shut in fear.