Chapter 608

Third Person's POV

Marcellus was so enraged that his wolf fur stood on end, and the hair on the back of his neck bristled.

His palm completed a shift in an instant. Five gray claws, gleaming with a cold light, pierced through the skin, and sulfuric pheromones surged like thick smoke.

"Daring to cause trouble in the Haze Shade Pack? You've picked the wrong place!" he roared, lunging forward with a