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"You'll stay right the fuck where you are," Grayday snarled, moving so that he was a buffer between the male and a quick exit. "What are you doing in my land, growlin' at my women, disturbing my kids?" he demanded. His eyes flashed to Pema in a silent command - don't let him go. Grayday wanted to know what his deal was before they decided what to do with him.

He'd experienced a few instances of tresspassing in his time. The last time it'd happened, a savage shewolf had been trying to eat his son. The time before that, a woman had been killed, and one of her newly-orphaned children stolen. Grayday had never found out what happened to Keoni and Nikai's sister, but just thinking about it filled him with white-hot rage - especially with his own young children beginning to wander further from the rendezvous with each coming day.