Fifty-seven:
Landry Thayer
The call had come late at night, waking him up. “Mother?” he said. “Where are you? November said that you took Elle shopping, and Dad says that you went to London. Tell me you didn’t.”
“Of course, I did!” Diana said. “That’s what I always used to do with Madeline. I thought that Elle deserved the same treatment. Of course, Madeline was a werewolf, so her I would take to France. But I didn’t think that it would be safe to take Elle to France, so I took her to London instead. We were going to get her a dress for her birthday.”
“Mother!” Landry exclaimed, his wolf pacing inside of him with rage. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done? You know that The Royal Family doesn’t like that I’m mated to a Huntress. The Prince saw her! He knows who she is, and he is
