The Prince's Guard
Jaxson panted.
“Yeah, can see that.”
He’d heard bad things about the Huntermoon pack, but so far, he hadn’t sensed any issues. They were welcoming, the Alpha wasn’t as nearly hot headed as he’d heard, and the warriors trained hard.
Matlock handed him a bottle of water, “Thought you’d want to know, there’s a few rumours that have started to get here, about The Prince. His behaviour. Just… a heads up.”
“Thanks. King will lynch us all if what’s been happening gets to him.”