“Absolutely not!” Miles had all but yelled back at Scott, hands clenched at his side as he glared back at the wolf shifter. Part of Miles was surprised by Scott’s words, and yet there was another part of him that expected this kind of response from Scott.
Were it any other wolf shifter in the Shadow Fang Pack they would have shriveled up and cowered under Miles’ glare, but Scott wasn’t part of the pack.
Scott was an Alpha’s son, Miles had to keep reminding himself of that factor, which meant he had no qualms about standing up to the Alpha. But that didn’t mean Scott would challenge Miles, no he’d much rather go after the Alpha of the Vicious Furs.
Miles still couldn’t wrap his head around that plan, it sounded all too foolish and full of holes for his liking.