Ximena’s index finger was directed right behind him, and Forest knew he could not surrender any of the women accompanying him, regardless of which one the witch was referring to.
Elene was his mate, and Salome was bound to his Beta. She was also crucial to their future plans, and at the moment, he trusted her more than his so-called right hand in the capital.
“What on earth are you talking about?” The General’s tone was stone cold.
Ximena’s amber eyes flickered at the sight of Aconite so close to Forrest, but she regained control quickly, getting back to business. “Cyrus demands that the imprisoned witch be brought before the Alpha Convocation today.”
Forrest frowned at this news.
“On what grounds?” he asked lazily, checking the fastening on his leather gloves.
Elene noticed how Salo
