Tony
I stared Peter in the face, waiting for him to push or say something more out of line. This was the usual course of events, but usually Peter was a little more subtle about it. I tried to reign in the irritation that was rippling through me. The glow of his eyes was a challenge. He had most of the room eating out of the palm of his hand as one of the oldest people in the room, but Matt and I had never bowed our heads.
“Is that because your new mate is from the human world?”
A ripple of murmuring filled the air and I realized what this was really about.
“Our mate has no family in the human world,” he said. “She was lost and now we’ve brought her back to where she belongs. Our lack of interest in war has more to do with being sensible humans rather than deranged wolves.”
Peter’s
