Rage

Sorry for the Jinx hate. Majesty has zero respect for any of the wolves here right now, but especially Jinx because she threw herself into fighting without cause - in his opinion.

Majesty's blood ran cold as he watched Jinx charge towards Malcom, slamming into him with the force of a bear. He knew she would kill him if someone didn't do something, and he knew no one else would come to the male's defense. Without thinking anymore about it, he threw himself between the two fighting wolves, bracing himself for one of them to attack him - accidentally or not.

"Stop!" he shouted. "There will be no fighting while I am here! Malcom!" He turned to the male. "Run! Run now! Jinx is the Alpha and she doesn't want you here! Run! She will not hurt you if you run away now! I will follow when I can! Go!"

Without waiting to see whether Malcom actually listened, he turned his body to face Jinx. "I will not fight you, Jinx," he said. "Calm yourself. Malcom did not know what he was doing. He did not knowingly pass the borders of the territory, I am sure. Please. Be calm. There is no need for fighting here."

Majesty wasn't quite sure what he was doing. He knew he was fully going against what Jinx wanted. He knew she was feeling bloodlust. But he didn't care. He would not let anyone attack the male. Naya was his friend, and Malcom was her brother. Therefore, Majesty would do all in his power to protect both of them. Even if it meant sacrificing himself to the will of his over-territorial, idiotic, bloodlust-filled, non-thinking, non-caring Alpha.