"Please, can we get water?" Tristan asked, forgetting that the order had already been passed.
If he had made the request before the judgment was passed, then the consideration would have been made, but at the moment, it could be considered too late.
There was lightning in the sky, and the sound of thunder was heard. The wind picked up speed, and the rain began to pour.
The weather did not show any sign of impending rain, so this was unexpected.
"We don't offer hospitality to outcasts," Alpha Denzel said in response to his request for water eagerly, eager to leave to avoid the rain.
"Warriors, throw them out of the pack," Alpha Denzel commanded. They were dragged on the floor, head down under the gazes of the few warriors who were on patrol, trying to take cover from the rain.