Another Ally Shows Up

"Who delivered it?""

Luca crushed the unidentified wolf against the rough stone wall of the pack house, his deep and deadly snarl expanded. His claws were extended. The visitor did not flinch; his cool head contrasted sharply with the stress in the room.

The wolf's voice firm, "I'm not here to fight." He met Luca's look with golden eyes flickering with a disturbing assurance. Here I am ready to assist.

Help? I kept walking forward, getting closer. Where the brand blazed beneath my sleeve, my wrist burned softly, a reminder of how frequently danger wore a guise of good intentions. Not even know who you are.

The stranger responded, "My name is Kael," in a cool yet forceful voice. And you will hear me out if you want to preserve your group.

Though Luca's hold didn't release, I could see the flutter of doubt in his gaze. "Why ought we to believe you? His voice was icy as he inquired.