Alpha's Regret
“Alpha, they were too well-trained! I barely escaped with my life. I thought it was more important to come back and warn you—”
Before he could finish, Alpha Czar, who had been watching the exchange in silence, stepped forward. He had been leaning against the far wall, his arms crossed over his broad chest, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. Now, his voice was calm and smooth, but laced with a dark amusement. “You did the right thing by coming back to report,” He said, his eyes locked on the rogue, “But a good warrior doesn’t abandon his team. A real warrior dies with honor, not in cowardice.”