<div class="floatleft">(https://external-preview.redd.it/g1EgKT8nI0V8TfaOP_wca2Z9TvJBAnb5HTzcNciXxxs.jpg?auto=webp&amp;s=cba7b509b693df32faba6c20163acd64a630781e)</div>Frank smiled form the sidelines while he watched the fight. He had every confidence in Blaine, but when a fight started, anything could happen. One slip up, and someone was dead. Of course, the young and headstrong wolf had behaved exactly as Frank predicted he would, and the few tips he managed to pass on to Blaine came in handy.<br/><br/>Although, the reaction of the Hell Hounds began to worry him. Honor didn't seem to be anything the new generation held in high regard. He felt himself being pulled in opposite directions. On one hand, he was out of the game. It was on Blaine to protect herself. But on the other hand, he couldn't sit idly by and watch the people he respected come under harm.<br/><br/>Franks arms were crossed against his chest, a hard expression painted on his face.<strong>"What did you have in mind?"</strong>He asks John. He wasn't happy about finding himself caught between a rock and a hard place.