"Alpha Allison of the Crescent Moon pack?" Lucas tilted his head, his brows furrowed in confusion. "Aren't you supposed to marry the Lycan King?"
Allison scoffed. "Not anymore."
"How can I believe you? What if you were sent here by him?" His claws slowly elongated from his fingers.
"I'm disappointed in you, Alpha Lucas." She walked closer to him, standing face to face with him. "I thought your intel network was the best. How come you don't know I had already fallen out with the Bloodshade pack?"
"But I don't trust you." A growl rumbled from his chest.
Silence fell on the room, it was so thick that the sound of a fall would be heard. Allison turned to the bone witch, but she remained unbothered.
Seeing there was no one to stand for her, she turned to Lucas. "What must I do to earn your trust?"
A glint of mischief flickered through Lucas' eyes. "I want you to attack the Bloodshade pack."
