Ronan rose to his feet. He approached Sean in a menacing manner. His fingers were spread like claws, ready to tear the young man into shreds.
Then, a slender arm blocked his advances.
Lucien put himself between Sean and Ronan.
"Ronan, wait."
"Lulu, he knows what he's in for," Ronan growled.
The Alpha grabbed his mate's shoulders and frowned at him. "You should not even try to protect him."
His mate heavily disagreed.
"There is no rule in the Blood Oath that demands you to slay a half-werewolf when you see one," Lucien demanded.
"There isn't, but traitors have to be eliminated."
"Ronan."
Lucien clawed into Ronan's arms and gave him a piercing glare. Ronan narrowed his eyes at the man that he loved.
"Are you going to spill blood in front of my eyes the day before my birthday?"
"..."
Ronan's lips parted from surprise.