Anaiah's POV
Earlier at the border.
Reaching the border, we found rogues attacking our people, they were so many and where did they come from? Anger bubbled in me when a rogue slashed a pack member with his claws, I noticed that they were slayers amongst them who had shifted. I thought they were all held at the facility to receive help. I shared a glance with Erickson and he was conflicted by them as well.
"Enough," The earth shook beneath me with that command and they all stopped, there was a silence as they all turned their malicious gaze on me. A few shifter slayers even smiled. They were still here for me.
I told the men to fall back and reluctantly they did, I stepped forward, with Erickson close
"You're here for me?" I ask in a cold tone. A huge bald man with a tattooed face stepped forward and smiled, showing me his yellow teeth.
"Yes my lady, and Amacus won't stop these attacks until you come with us," He says in a thick accent. I cross my arms against my chest
"I'm a Queen and a Queen doesn't leave her territory to deal with irrelevant issues," I retort.
"Even if we continue to attack and kill your members," He says, pointing at the warrior on the ground, the slayer's eyes are still on me and he wants to see my reaction.
"If this Wizard wants to see me, he knows where to find me, Royal pack, there is a huge castle near the park, he can't miss," I smile tightly, he was infuriated and he growled at me.
"Well, boys, we have our orders, take her." He says and the rogues all start to growl at once, I notice there are no bears today and I wonder why? Could it be that he couldn't command them to attack, what about Princess Scarlet? I do hope my brother's mate is safe.
"Where do you find these rogues?" I ask innocently.
"None of your business, Princess," He sneers " Now, are you coming to us, or must we kill them to get to you,"
My people immediately start to approach but I stop them with my hand. This is my fight. I take off my leather jacket and pull my hair into a tight high bun.
"You are here for me, so take me," I shrug my shoulders, he seems contradicted, not knowing what to do for a moment.
"Lunaaa," Erickson calls nervously, my eyes dart to him and the warriors, they are ready for a fight, and from what I can see, they are not letting them come close to me
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