Jihord

He had stood silently, a distance away from the group in his human form. He rarely took on the shape of a wolf, only when he absolutely needed the strength, but the wolf inside him always had more control than the human.

Sensing Celeste's growing impatience, he stepped in, he was large, even for a wolf. At 6'2 and heavy with muscle, he was an intimidating opponent just as a man.

He stepped near to her, his mouth to her ear, though he was only an enforcer, he made it his duty to attempt and guide Celeste with tradition.

"I believe we may have some complications, I would advice to order this rogue scum to his knees, for inspection."

He had noticed the link between Ebony and the pack traitor, and despite his seething hatred for anyone that abandons their pack, tradition orders that no one hinders the relationship of possible mates.