Phoenix Maplewood But in his car or in his arms a dream can mean anything

Feel free to power-play Reek however you want! Anything but death— I'm not quite ready to kill him off... yet.

Just as Reek had suspected, Chosovi's expression and tone suddenly went cold. His ears splayed back and Reek braced himself for the stranger's verbal assault. Having no intention of stirring troube with the maplewood, Reek said nothing in response and simply hung his head in silent agreement. He had indeed been a fool, and it had taken him time to realize it— but now, it was far too late to fix the damage that had been done. 

If it had simply been Chosovi to intercept him, Reek would have easily given in to the stranger's demands and would take his leave to only return on a later date when he could speak to Saena without pulling her away from their nursing children. But there was another -- one who barreled toward Reek with obvious aggression. He was quick -- unable to piece together much of the other wolf's appearance -- Reek noticed a hint of blue.

Luke.

Immediately, Reek's blood ran cold. This must have been Saena's intention all along. She must have been waiting for Reek to slip up, just so she could kick him out and speedily find his replacement in Luke— the man Reek had always found it impossible to place his trust. His body stiffened as he braced for an impact. The territorial blue nose charged into Reek with such aggression that it nearly knocked him off his feet. Teeth clamping down around Reek's muzzle, he could feel his skin being torn and Reek was momentarily blinded by the sharp pain. He yelped, but did not draw away. 

As soon as Reek had the chance, he was lunging towards Luke's throat. Though Reek had come with peaceful intention, he would not only defend himself, but also his pride.