Kapitel 80: I’m Sorry  

The massive front door of the ice blue castle swung open, somewhat startling Ba'dqeel and the other three males. Unwilling to meet whoever was on the other side of the door at a loss, Ba'dqeel straightened his back and pulled back his shoulders.

"You sound so sure of yourself," smirked Pure, leaning against the one door that didn't open. He had a sagarra in one hand as he bit into the bright red fruit. Its juices ran down his muzzle, but the Njeriuujkian male didn't really seem to care. "Are you sure that she is yours?"

Ba'dqeel let out a low, threatening growl as he advanced on the shorter male. There might have been a 'slight' transformation that Pure had undergone when scenting his mate for the first time, but added bulk and added height didn't necessarily translate into fighting skill.

"Ah, ah, ah," smirked Pure, taking another bite of the fruit. "I'd be careful if I were you."