Lacking Humanity|Half Crescent

Chapter Thirteen

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Sage growled in cation for the those around her, but none were too far from their weapon of choice.

"Oms?" [What?] She questioned, pulling up the language barrier for the others to get wind.

"Duodecim viros." [Twelve men.] Isla informed, her eyes remaining neutral as the bit of surprise in having witchcraft against these male wolves was enough to keep the stakes high.

While those beside her rose to their feet, Sage remained sitting. Hoping to learn before allowing her wolf to take over.

"Where's your Alpha? I'm sure he's worried why his females are so far from their territory." The male teased, earning himself a growl from the large wolf beside him. He had still been in fur, but shifted before standing at attention—Silently scanning the area in the nude before taking hold of the ushered shorts being offered.

"You're trespassing, leave!" Elena shouted, and the oomf of power caused the other women to nod along. Though the male certainly did not like that as his eyes trailed back to the speaking male.

"Trespassing? What the hell are you doing on our land?! This is still our pack—it's our Alpha's!" Sage chuckled as she joined the crowd and stepped through her guards of she-wolves.

The males eyed her small figure with lust and curiosity, but she huffed in retaliation.

"You leave a bear here?" She questioned, and their eyes turned surprised to see that said bear had been slayed and killed. "Y-you killed it?... Huh, well shit, Toby. We have to kill you the old fashion way, then." The male said with a tug of chain, and it didn't take a genius to know that the metal was silver, and that it led up to the collar and handcuffs.
"P-please! I deserve an honorable death! I deserve—"

"You deserve nothing!" The male spat back to the quivering prisoner, and that caused Sage's head to tilt. "Where's your Alpha, female?"

"I am the Alpha. This is my land. I kill the bear...Careful." She tested, her eyes lingering on the wolves still in fur coming out from the bushes behind the talking male.

"You're the Alpha?" Maeve had growled at the taunt, especially when it caused the rest of the males to laugh—Even the large muted one's body chuckled alongside his packmates.

"Come one kid, you can't be more than—"
"Want to find out, male?" She said, her eyes teasing with a prospect that invited challenge. So the male hummed along before tugging on Toby's chains.

"Nah. He'll take my place instead. He deserves it...Raped one of our she-wolves." It was certainly throwing a lamb into a lion's den the way he was placed to them on a silver platter, and thus Sage smirked.

"Nice gift, name?" Sage beckoned, and the male turned to his friend for a moment. An obvious sign of linking with one another before turning back.

"Delta Grey, ma'am...This is Beta Severin, don't mind him. His tongue was cut out ages ago. You're doing us a favor if you kill him...What's your name?" Sage closed her eyes and walked forward to them, the height difference clearly visible as she smiled up to them.

"Alpha Sage. My females, Beta Elena, Delta Maeve, and Gamma Isla." It certainly caught their attention as to having all the higher ranks in one position, but then again...Having two higher-ups escort a single male to a punishment?

It caused Sage to eye off to her females.

"He was a new Rogue we picked up a few weeks ago, not trustworthy, Alpha..." Sage hummed and turned back towards her clan.

"You help Rogues?"
"We're Rogues ourselves. Hundred-twenty strong...Or hundred-nineteen. You're small, ma'am, but I'm open to seeing a surprise." She smiled to Delta Grey and turned to the male in question.