Ankyra Sound The search for new purpose (Nakai's Introduction)

Kevlyn was too young to be reasonable. He was easily molded by the touch of the sirens and Spyridon to be the wolf they wished him to be and was therefore strangely mature and knowing, but in practice he was stubborn, a true Ostrega. He clung to his belief that only perfect specimens should make it in this world, and those too broken to fit in be cast aside. The lone male was trying to bargain for his life, which was smart of him, but Kevlyn was too young to be reasonable about that, too.

"He is no good," Kevlyn said quickly in response to Caiaphas' question. "Κοιτάξτε πόσο μακριά στο σπίτι μας έχει έρθει." He glanced up at the cliffs that ringed the cove, knowing that there was only one way down those cliffs, and it required the male trespassing through a thick swath of forest and grassland that Ankyra Sound laid claim to. He would have trespassed into their borderlands, down their single path, and into the heart of their territory. Any wolf incapable of realizing their folly after spending that length of time in a pack's territory was likely to bring more trouble than he was worth, or at least that's what Kevlyn thought.

The adults were likely thinking of other factors, such as the pack's need for able bodies and the male's present submission and his tantalizing offer, but all Kevlyn was able to think of was just how stupid Nakai had to be to walk straight into claimed territory like it wasn't the worst offense in the world. "Αυτός θα μας φέρει τον κίνδυνο , σειρήνα βασίλισσα," the boy finished, turning his face away from the lone male as though disgusted by the very look of him (which, given Kevlyn's level of vanity, was very likely the case). If Nakai could trespass here, what would stop him trespassing elsewhere and inviting the ire of other packs? The law of the wolf should have stopped him here, but if it hadn't worked here, why would it work elsewhere, he wondered?