Redhawk Caldera Wendigo

Dean's instincts kicked in as the male wolf decided not to think about what Wildfire told him. His lips moved on their own and lifted over to show his pearl whites that looked more threat than the smile he had made before. His snow white fur puffed up and his body decided the right thing to do was fight. Dean had fought before, but that was long ago and when he was in a different pack with different rules. He could hear the blood in his head as adrenaline pumped through his veins.

A small growl escaped his throat."Why are you doing this? This is the first time I've met you." He looked over at Nightjar.