[Fur, pack structure here is WEIRD.]
'Tell me about it. Wolves should answer to their alpha. But these wolves are deferring to Scar'oth like he's...'
She trailed off, mind working.
"Then we move her?"
"To the deep chambers. The maze. Alpha Karvesh's orders, approved by His Eminence. They'll never find her in there before reinforcements arrive from the eastern cell."
There it was.
Alpha Karvesh.
The silver-haired wolf with mismatched amber and ice-blue eyes. HE was the alpha.
So the redhead—Velryn—had to be the omega. Mated pair leading the wolf pack.
But they both deferred to Scar'oth.
A non-wolf.
An outsider given authority OVER the pack's alpha.
'What kind of beastfolk commands that much respect from wolves who aren't his tribe?'
"Heard there's forty of us now. More coming."
"His Eminence doesn't take chances. Two chiefs, maybe a dozen warriors? We outnumber them four to one. This will be over quickly."
The guards moved away, voices fading.
