Thought for a couple of seconds. Talon did not care that he was in another pack. He did not care that these halls did not belong to him. He did not care that here, he was not the Alpha King standing inside his own territory, surrounded by his own warriors, protected by his own walls. Here, he was a visitor. An outsider. A wolf inside the Rogue Kingdom. And he did not care. Not right now. Not when Diana was somewhere behind one of these doors, unconscious, poisoned, and injured because of a trap meant for her.
Because of what she was. Because she was the Silver Wolf. Because someone wanted her dead. Talon’s jaw clenched so hard it ached.
He had considered trying to be civil with Damon. Once. Briefly. He had even considered the possibility that the Rogue King could become an ally. Not a fr
