Ouroboros Spine the bed's getting cold and you're not here

He smirked at Cara's spoken threat, reminded of the younger woman he had met long ago on Silvertip. But really, she had barely changed. Despite her maturation, she was still the same firebrand girl who he knew would get exactly what she wanted.

That was, Mara's head. Or death.

"We should give everyone a description of Mara so they know who to look out for specifically." They had many new wolves coming in who had no idea that they were in war withr another female. How could they distinguish one trespassed from another?

Kaname stiffened slightly at the mention of assassination. To tell the truth, he hardly felt like an assassin anymore. He much preferred the life of a Beta; defending and leading his pack for as long as he could. No longer did the voices bother him, or the urge for blood call him to kill one of his own kind. He did not think he was the assassin he used to be. "There are better assassins than me out there, Cara. We can use them and have a better chance of success than you would kicking my old bones into gear." he chuckled drily.