The warrior nearest him stepped forward and reported, voice careful. "Alpha Maxwell, Vice Captain Lance confirms his side is clear and the perimeter is secure. Alpha Hue says the rogues on their side have been cleared as well. We've defended the territory. Shall we pursue the two who escaped?"
Maxwell's jaw tightened as he weighed the cost of the chase.
Maxwell shook his head. He couldn't tell if those two still had tricks hidden up their sleeves, and a cornered dog was bound to bite. Sending his men after Chase might only get them killed.
Besides, as Zion had said, that man wasn't weak; Chase could stand toe-to-toe with Maxwell himself. Yet, instead of fighting to the end or trying to turn the tide, Chase chose to flee. That alone spoke volumes.
