Ravensblood Forest torture saints with a single glance

He chuckles at her words. “There were only four of us at the time. No way to fight off her and her allies.” Then he shrugs disinterest in his own tone as well. “I beat the fuck out of one of her warriors because he meddled in my business. Now she has a personal vendetta against me and a war with another pack over a single fight. Predicable of a pack like hers.”

Then his eyes show interest in her once more. “Now, tell me if your name. It’s only polite no?” He hums back to her. “Perhaps you need a safe place to heal? You are a warrior are you not?”