Angry Bear And A New Face

The bear’s will snapped, and the fight left it. It began to amble away from the wolves. The stranger looked across at him, and Merc shook his head. Pushing it into a corner where its only choice was to kill or be killed, things would only get more dangerous. He had done what he had sought to - save the wolf.

Now that he could move closer to the wolf without a bear between them, he realised she was not a wolf from Armada. He didn’t regret saving her just because she was not associated with them, and it had been a good battle. “Mercury, and I don’t make a habit of it. Do you?” He teased back. After all, she was the one who had disturbed it.


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