Chapter 7

Dante POV

After the news got to me about my pack breeder and my best friend, I was so angry about that and could literally do something bad.

I pace the area back and forth with thoughts racing through my head on what gave the both, the authority to host a fight in the midst of the other slaves who were there.

There fighting action gave few slaves a way to escape from the pack since they weren't been watched during the fighting action.

" You," I pointed to one of the wolf guards who had a look of more seriousness.

He walked fast to me with his head facing his feet,with respect.

" Go help me call Crystal and the breeder, Lyra," I said with a much commanding tone as he walked out.

I stood there with thoughts of what I would do when the two ladies come here to explain themselves.

As I waited for both Crystal and Lyra to arrive, my mind raced with scenarios of how I would handle the situation on ground, on how a pack ruler belittled herself to fight with a mere slave breeder.

I was the Al