"Keiran, we're so sorry about what happened. We just heard about it now and the attackers are already confined in the dungeon," Maria, the Luna of Bluemoon Pack, apologized to the young alpha.
Mr. Walker side hugged his mate and looked at Tristan with an apologetic look.
"Which pack are they from?" Keiran asked. Although he looked calm to the old couple, his eyes were fierce and hostile.
The alpha of the Bluemoon Pack sighed and he looked down. "They're from our pack... and they were banned from coming to the party because of their criminal records... We don't know how they got in..." the old man said in a soft voice.
"Your pack needs to tighten the security then, Mr. Walker," Keiran spoke in a stern voice. "Also, members with criminal backgrounds should be exiled from the pack rather than banned from celebrations."
"We're sorry, Keiran... We know the fault is ours and we'll give them whatever punishment you want us to give," Mr. Walker said to the fuming alpha.
"I want them dead, Mr. Walker," Keiran uttered without any hesitation. "And I want to do it myself. I'll make sure they regret even looking at my mate with their filthy eyes," he growled, his eyes glowing red.
Mr. Walker and his mate just nodded in reply like they were in some kind of trance.