Malrik
They’re attempting to provoke Gabe into coming over to the other side of the riverbank- which he could because the land was free-range, but it would also be a challenge, and that would send wolves in a frenzy. And rogues? Worse.
Gabriel is disciplined and battle-hardened, not one to be easily provoked. His control is ironclad, his instincts sharpened through years of experience. But his wolf- his wolf is a different beast. Fierce and territorial, it bristles at the slightest challenge, always lurking just beneath the surface, ready to tear into anything that dares to test him. It takes only the right push, the wrong word, and Gabe’s restraint could shatter, giving way to the savage warrior within.
My paws thudded against the ground as I sprinted toward the river, muscles burnin
