With a sneer tugging at his lips, the alpha in an outburst of mana and pheromones stepped closer; his footsteps echoed through the empty room, mingling with the crackle of the blazing fire and sending chills down Ren's and the girl's spines.
Ren's blood ran cold–he couldn't move a muscle. His eyes darted toward the child—then back to the creature. He rustled into his pants' pockets–he had forgotten to bring his scent blockers.
He swiftly covered the little girl's eyes.
"Do not move, alright?"
She nodded, although her small body trembled.
With the blink of an eye, the colour of Ren's eyes changed from red to blue irises surrounded by golden pupils.
The alpha looked him in the eyes. His chest burned. His throat ran dry. He couldn't breathe, nor utter a word.
Just then—
Zayden's sword flashed through the dust, driving into the alpha's neck before he could get any closer. The rogue shirked, his body falling on the ground.
"You bastard!" Zayden snapped.
