It wasn't just Jaron. Battal was rather shocked and furious that his meeting had been interrupted. He should have kept the bodyguards at the entrance and not all of them inside. A foolish mistake. One he would not make again.
"Whoever you are, this is a closed meeting." Battal's voice was cold, commanding. "In other words, you are trespassing."
But Voren's gaze was only on Jaron, his eyes burning with cold fury. "Alpha Jaron, how do we settle this?" His voice was deceptively calm, each word as sharp as a blade. "You tried to kidnap my little girl and almost got my brother killed. You have also conspired with our enemies against our kind."
He tilted his head, his expression unreadable. "As a former leader, you must already have a fair idea of the punishment for your sins."
Jaron was nervous, his hands trembling at his sides. But Battal was not used to being ignored, so he spoke again, still pretending not to have seen Voren before.
