“Nobek—” Gelan started, only to be cut off by his clanmate’s snarl.
“Mine,” Wynhod said in a thick voice.
“Ours,” the Dramok firmly reproved him. “Give her over.”
Wynhod showed Gelan his fangs. The clan leader simply stared at him, his expression unmoving. Dani stared at the two men, frightened they might fight. How could she and Krijero hope to keep Wynhod from tearing Gelan apart?
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