count on me to misbehave

"Yes?" the stranger asked and he smiled briefly, mint green eyes scanning her briefly wondering if she had any ill intentions when she came so close to their borders. "Why did you come so close to the borders?" he asked softly but his tone was edged with danger. Do not underestimate any Roman because of their age because they would prove you wrong immediately. "You are not a loner and you smell of a pack, were you spying on us?" he spoke sharply.

His gaze now half amused, half calculating as he looked at her. His first duty was to protect his pack and so far he felt like he was doing a pretty good job with that but of course he knew he could do better. He always could do better but everyone had their flaws and nobody could be perfect, except maybe for the gods.