"How are things going?" Liam asked James, who was directing the warriors and scouts.

"With the Alpha of Crimson? Nothing. He retreated to his private quarters and he is definitely licking his wounds. His pack members are enraged though because you're taking their Luna."

"She's not their Luna," Liam hissed, not understanding why it grated his nerves anytime Nicole was referred to as Luna of Crimson. It felt wrong.

James shrugged,

"Anyways, they cannot do anything because they're afraid. ...