The tension in the hall thickened as the commander collapsed to the ground, blood pooling beneath him. His body lay still—lifeless. The pack was stunned. Commander boric was a strong warrior with an unbroken record of survival through countless battles, had been struck down without warning. His death was swift, unceremonious, and shocking.
Besides, there was also the fact that he was loyal.
All eyes turned to Tomato. Sitting on her chair, legs crossed, she continued nibbling on her slab of meat with an air of nonchalance. It was as if the entire hall wasn't staring at her, aghast at the deadly force she had just displayed.
Victor's fists clenched at his sides, his golden eyes blazing with fury. "Tomato," he growled, his voice low but filled with authority. "What is the meaning of this? This is MY pack, and your actions—"
But before he could finish, something horrifying happened.