Alpha Logan
One male started to laugh.
My attention turned to the offending shithead and stalked towards him, glaring. I reached down, grabbing him by his throat, my claws digging in. “You find that funny? You find using women and children as shields and distractions is funny?” I growled. This one wasn’t a newly shifted werewolf. Fuck, this prick was older, closer to my father’s age than mine, but still in fighting years.