Chapter 144: Don’t Believe In The Moon Goddess
Meanwhile, the council was not on the same boat as the pack members. This man just claimed he was from the Dark Snow Pack – none from the Black Moon Pack has ever seen the members of the Dark Snow Pack. They only heard stories about their brutality, ferocity, unholy dealings, and so on, from merchants.
Seeing them for the first time in their lives, the Elders’ throat tightened with dread.
Th– this man is...he’s a bringer of bad omen!
Anywhere the Dark Snow Pack members stepped into, chaos and destruction followed...
The council members swallowed hard, their hearts gripped by trepidation. They exchanged worried glances, their minds racing with the implications of Detroit’s presence.
One of the council members, a grizzled old wolf, trying to be brave, despite his trembling fingers, took a step forward, his voice low. "You’re a long way from home, Detroit of the Dark Snow Pack. What business do you have here, really? And what makes you think you can just...buy one of our own?"
Detroit frowned slightly. Buy? That didn’t sound very nice. The humans told him that dowry was necessary for marriage - their term for mating, and a way of showing appreciation and respect for the bride and her family.
But in this case, Mirian’s family was her pack.
He had offered the dowry in good faith, expecting it to be seen as a generous and noble gesture. Detroit’s eyes locked onto the council member, piercing until the man visibly trembled under his hard stare, before shifting his gaze back to the Luna.