Chapter 219: Height Of Disrespect
"That’s a heavy accusation, Alpha Dennis. One made without evidence," Theon said calmly, but there was an edge to his voice. However, Alpha Dennis didn’t deem Theon fit to have his response. He ignored him.
Marcus chuckled. Not out of amusement. No. It was that brittle kind of laugh you use to keep your sanity from cracking wide open. His claws itched to carve a lesson into flesh, but he held the line—for now.
His Alpha might be dead for all they knew, and his Luna was breaking apart. Every one of them was trying hard to hold themselves back from tearing this place apart, because it is apparently...sacred, yet their so-called goddess couldn’t fortify this place from a monster’s attack.
That’s right. Marcus suspected that whatever Alpha Snow fought, could only be that monster they encountered on their way here. Otherwise, nothing else best explained what happened.
"She owes you?" Marcus repeated, his eyes narrowing. "Was it your warriors who ran into that mountain when it split open like a beast’s mouth? Was it your pack member who risked everything to stop whatever ancient hell just woke up in there? No? Then how dare you speak of owed, Dennis."
Alpha Dennis bristled. "Watch your tone, warrior. You forget your place."
"No," Marcus said, stepping closer, the air crackling with tension between them. "You forget yours. This isn’t some council debate over territory lines. Something powerful...a monster like no other had clawed its way into our world, and the words of appreciation you could utter for Al— Ryder sacrificing himself to keep your sorry asses safe was to suspect his woman?"
Well, Marcus lied, and he knew. Alpha Snow would rather cut off his hands than fight for these fools, but hey, anything to make these vultures leave Reana alone.
"He’s not dead," Reana hissed and Marcus’s lips thinned.