It wasn’t just Jaron. Battal was rather shocked and furious that his meeting had been interrupted. He should have kept the bodyguards at the entrance and not all of them inside. A foolish mistake. One he would not make again.
"Whoever you are, this is a closed meeting." Battal’s voice was cold, commanding. "In other words, you are trespassing."
But Voren’s gaze was only on Jaron, his eyes burning with cold fury. "Alpha Jaron, how do we settle this?" His voice was deceptively calm, each word as sharp as a blade. "You tried to kidnap my little girl and almost got my brother killed. You have also conspired with our enemies against our kind."
He tilted his head, his expression unreadable. "As a former leader, you must already have a fair idea of the punishment for your sins."
Jaron was nervous, his hands trembling at his sides. But Battal was not used to being ignored, so he spoke again, still pretending not to have seen Voren before.
Luckily, he had come with another wizard except this one was dressed in a suit, so nobody could tell he was a wizard.
"Leave now, whoever you are, and I will pretend that you didn’t come in here." Battal’s face was expressionless, a mask of ice.
Voren’s eyes darted around him, taking in the room, the guards, the wizard in the suit. "Since you are good at pretending, let’s play along." His voice was flat, dismissive. "I don’t care who you are and what shit you are discussing. I have come to render justice, and you either stay and watch, or get the fuck out."
Fury pumped into Battal so much that he wanted to explode. His carefully constructed mask cracked, revealing the rage beneath. "I am the Lycan King." His voice rose, sharp with indignation. "You dare not talk to me like that."
Voren glared at him, unflinching. "And I am the Alpha King." His voice was ice. "What makes you think you can talk to me however you like?"
Battal turned to the man at his side, his gaze questioning. But the man only shook his head, his expression grim. "He’s protected by the powers of the mythical stone. You have to go physical."
The wizard Battal had faced Voren with before, Jamal, had still not recovered from his injury. And this new wizard was also unable to destroy Voren’s wolf from within?
That should have been the easiest way since the injured wizard had already informed this one about Voren’s fighting skills.
He was the only werewolf to match the Lycans in strength head on. One that not even Battal had been able to defeat for the first time in his life.
"I don’t see the mythical stone anywhere around him," Battal pointed out, his voice cold.
The wizard replied, his voice low and troubled. "He doesn’t have to carry it around. He wore it with the crown, so his wolf has harvested its powers. It’s impossible to attack his wolf now."

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