"The Hunters' table needs to be at least twenty feet from the Silvermoon Pack," I explained, pointing to the seating chart spread across the table. "They had that territory dispute last spring that nearly erupted into violence."
I was acutely aware of Kane standing directly behind me, close enough that I could feel the heat radiating from his body. Though the event hall was spacious, he seemed determined to minimize the distance between us at every opportunity.
"And what about the Crescent Valley Alpha?" Kane asked, his breath warm against my ear as he leaned over my shoulder. "He's notorious for flirting with mated females."
I tensed at his proximity but kept my voice steady. "South corner, near the exit. If he becomes problematic, security can escort him out discreetly."
Kane chuckle
