Silvertip Mountain What few friends we have

The glass caves seemed a pretty confidential area to be showing this outsider. Ezekiel flashed Steady a glance as they entered, but otherwise continued to stay to the sides. The chit chat of this female and his alpha did little to interest him, and it wasn't like he was very fond of her anyway. He kept a watchful eye and ear on the two, keeping out of it until he heard a small snip in her voice. The male was growing impatient to her disrespect, no matter whether she was Steady's friend or not. Eyes narrowed and stood, but Steady had beaten him to it. A low rumble remained in his chest however, as he watched the female closely.

Steady I don't feel she should be here. This is our land. He said quietly, thought didn't care whether she'd heard or not. He no longer had tolerance for her, not after she'd have his alpha a cold glare. Not even he, the gamma would be so rude, and he had known Steady for months now.