Rowan was completely unaware of the lively discussion that took place after they left, only feeling that he had taken another solid step closer to the integration plan.
It seemed that the impact of yesterday's events was quite significant. His authority had been established, and the tribe's level of acceptance toward them was growing increasingly higher.
It was just that he truly could not act naturally while coexisting with the Omeginas here. Their softness and overwhelming enthusiasm made even an Alpha like him, who was accustomed to the brutal battlefield, feel somewhat suffocated.
Owen suddenly pinched the Omegina's hand lightly, tightening his grip slightly to pull his attention back.
"I do not like them coming to look for you and surrounding you like that. Stay far away from them in the future."
