Legacy World 7.13 The Strength Of An Alpha

“But why would she?” Neoma whispered back as the pack huddled closer together.

Ward looked at the pack then back at Zira. He felt like he should know what was going on, but he did not feel secure about leaving Zira alone at that moment. Understanding his dilemma from the way he behaved, Zira sighed lightly and returned the pack’s side with Ward close by her side.

"It's either to test our strength or a fight for territory or…" He looked at Ward and Zira huddling in with them. "Something personal."

Just as Valter ended his sentence, the rest of the yellow wolves prowled towards Neoma’s pack with their fangs bared. Their leader turned back around and looked down at Neoma’s pack like they were small fry.

Neoma and the others stuck close and bared their fangs as well. They stared at each other down, no one willing to back down.