One on One

When the pack Luna finally answered from the other end he noticed that she was a much older lady than Alpha Miller, who had silver blonde hair, much like ice. She indeed appeared as if she was born to be the Luna of Ice Fountain.

"Greetings, Mr Wrisberg" She began. "It is… really you". She smirked. 

"I am surprised you can tell, considering we never met," Christian replied back. Her voice had a certain devious charm that urged Christian to be cautious around her. "So tell me, to what do I owe this pleasure"? He asked.

She let out a subtle suspicious smile before she spoke, "The wolf that you abducted from us, you had him weaponised" She began. "That weapon of yours is responsible for killing my husband."

"He is not a weapon" Christian prompted.

"A wildling like that can be nothing but a weapon" She snorted.