London's POV"Give me a solid reason why I should not tear you limb from limb, wolf," I muttered to the wolf as he slowly approached my throne. I held my hands up, stopping him before he could reach the steps leading to the podium where we sat. Bringing my hand down, I continued, "I prefer you say whatever excuse you have to say fast. I don't have time.""I, uh, got caught up with something last night before Luna Elsa called," the man answered with a grunt as he softly rubbed his bandaged arm. "I had to... um... take care of it before coming here.""Hmmm," I grunted. Pointing to his injured arm, I asked, "is that what made you come late? Is that what was so important that you had to take care of before answering the call sent out to you?""It... it isn't like that, Alpha London," the wolf mumbled as he lowered his gaze to the ground. "But you're right. It was not enough for me to leave your call." He fell down to his knees and placed his good arm over his head, trembling as he mutter
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