It was pure instinct that had Luc taking a step towards Grayson and the woman when he jabbed her with his clawed finger. No female was ever to be harmed in his presence, it was something that Luc took very seriously. But just as he was about to take a second step, he stilled and reminded himself that Grayson was the pack leader. He could sentence her to death and there was nothing that he could. If he tried to fight the Alpha, he would end up dead too. And that was not on his list of things to do at the moment. Not when he had a task left unfinished.<br/><br/>So for the time being...Luc remained at a safe distance, fists clenched.<br/><br/>He had to give her credit, while she was scared she didn't back down. He caught the scent of fear...and something else...but his attention was solely on their conversation. Whoever she was, she was clearly not part of the pack or someone Grayson wanted near them. Who could blame him though? She was a wolf, he could smell that much...but that was it. Was she a loner? Those were so dangerous, showing no loyalty to no one and no regard for anyone's life but their own. And yet...she protected a pup that was not her own, and whom she knew would get her in trouble. Now that was interesting. His eyes landed on the female, crossing his arms over his chest to show her that he was in no way going to offer aide.<br/><br/>This was her battle, not his.