"This is unbelievable," Marcus muttered to himself, his teeth gritting as he delved into deep thought.
"Honestly, I'm totally confused about what to do. Several times I have mounted my security men at the pack's border, but all to no avail. They would find an alternate route and sneak in," Clinton poured out his heart.
"If we're not careful, they will eventually invade the pack, murder everyone, and take over our land or even take over the throne and subject us into their slaves," he swallowed hard, his pain evident in his tone.
"I think there's an insider in this, Clinton. Yes, there's must be an insider providing them with every major piece of information about the Blood Moon pack, making it easy for them to evade your defense," Marcus said confidently.
"So what do I do, Alpha Marcus? That is why I'm here. I need help. I've completely run out of ideas. I've done everything I could," Clinton expressed his frustration.
