He didn’t like being spoken about in a lesser way but being outnumbered, all he could provide was a low growl from his own chest. His eyes moved to a nicer man, around his own age that came to introduce himself as Danny and apologize on behalf of Arianna, the one he had met in a peculiar circumstance in the bar and who growled at him. Caleb would’ve liked to of been chatty with the nice guy but given only a few seconds later, the alpha announced taking Caleb with them, he decided he didn’t have much to share or a reason to be equally as pleasant. “Caleb,” he said shortly with a quick hand shake. He followed the pack at the rear accepting his prisoner status. But how long did she intend for that to last?
This was exactly why it was better to be a loner. Caleb didn't have to bow or answer to anyone. And despite the one kill he had made, there was a whole lot less drama for him.
He blew out his lips softly. So not only was he tagging along with the tames, judging by their attitude towards some killing, but he was walking in between some pack tension. At least the wilds may have got that killing happens. The wolf takes over, you blink and you've killed a daughter of a hunter. "So is Sin the other Alpha?" he checked. He smirked a little as it may push a button with the others.
Sin’s gaze didn’t shift from Nia until he was sure he had her submission and then he backed away, granting her personal space again. He didn’t care much for her excuses, just as long as he had her word to not disobey him again. Paige spoke, diverting his attention to hear her speech. Her prompt was not to jump to conclusions and hunt the hunters. Eventually the matter would subside in time and he had no doubt that it would. But for how long should they be sitting ducks? Hunters could be a sickly ambitious type. He sighed out softly rubbing the back of his neck as he stepped toward Paige to deal with her. “I understand your…reluctance to kill but if they are coming for us, then they’re gonna figure out we’re werewolves and they’re not gonna think twice about killing you or any of us.” She was a big girl so she could have it straight with the harsh reality. All of the wolves in his pack could. “I just don’t know what to do about the tames,” he said, stroking his thumb over his own bottom lip.
The chances of Paige’s hopeful thinking were slim. Possible. But slim. It’d be a dream for them to find the one body, halfheartedly look for the killer then just leave.