"Are you sure of what you are telling me?" Jareth demanded with a snort that sounded more like a sound of contempt than of amusement.
He did not know what to think of the young wolf before him.
"Yes, Lord Jareth," Alaric said, his eyes wide as he spoke. The memory was still fresh and unsettling.
The young wolf had been assigned to watch Alpha Zephyr from after the initiation and he had followed the Alpha and his Beta towards the pack's border, in the direction of the veil .
"So if what you say is true, why the hell did you come back? Why did you not keep following them?Don't tell me you came all the way just to tell me." He said.
His tone had gone pitches lower but he still sounded intimidating to Alaric and his intuition was right because Jareth did want to wring Alaric's neck off.
