Bearclaw Valley faded into the night

Raziel was truthfully, strictly against making any alliances whatsoever, especially with one that they knew almost nothing of. As Beta of the pack, he felt as if he should tell Scarlett not to do it, or at least wait until they knew how this pack was, saw how it functioned and worked with their own eyes. Otherwise, as far as he was concerned, it was too dangerous, too risky. If the Albino wished to take his advice, then, well, good for her and the pack, if she didn't, well, he would have to do his best to keep order and prevent chaos from ultimately taking over. "You think, but you do not know," he said, almost exasperatedly.  "And anyways, would you risk the life of your subordinates to help fight another pack's wars?"


So her dearest husband Kove was the core of it all, apparently he had been a 'Dark Brother' before he became the Alpha of Bearclaw Valley, that they care for him like a brotherhood and that she was in their protection too. At those words, he scoffed once more, "If Kove is a good man, he won't need his 'brothers' to protect you for him, he would protect you yourself, show that he is strong and worthy of you," so Kove was even more pathetic than he thought. "I lived without their help, and we can all live without their help too," Raziel commented calmly. He almost smiled at her next sentence, god, was she still so gullible and naive. "Yes, of course you trust them Scarlett," the Roman said sarcastically.

"And how will we explain that to this 'Meldresi'? You have to think of the pack as a whole as a leader, not only you and your husband. The world is big and in every wolf, there is evil, no matter what," Raziel wanted to let her know, make her understand. But in the end, he simply sighed. "I'm sorry for being so harsh, but I really just want to help you," hell, all he had been doing was help her while her husband just vanished, went poof into thin air.