Horizon Ridge awkward moment abound

Ragnar never ceased to surprise Pump in the most unexpected ways. There was a good share of things she had learned about him already and yet it was just a fraction of the person he really was or had been once. To be true, her tale didn't make any sense to Pump, because had she been in Nerian's place, she would have run for the hills by now. Willingly returning to one person, who had taken you away from your homeland by force was an equivalent of a suicide mission in her eyes. But she kept her peers to herself and just regarded the girl with a cryptical gaze.

"You are a cookie difficult to understand," Pump finally said. Whatever "cookie" meant, it sounded downright cool. "Before you step over to become part of the ranks, I advise you to leave your past behind - no matter what ties or relations you have," this was probably impossible task in reality, but she expected that every newcomer kept that in mind, when they joined. They started from point zero, regardless of, whether they had been an alpha or omega in the past. "Your loyalty to me will always have to come first and I won't tolerate it any other way. Keep that in mind," if it ever came to fight with Ragnar, she wanted to have the majority of folks on her side.

"If you are unable to do that, then better leave now than suffer for that later," Pump was ready to let her in, but on her conditions.