It was while in the Naleli Forest witch’s banded together while wolves, tried to tear their own apart.
Loyalty blurred by personal wants and ambitions; other substances egged on arrogance. Or stupidity.
Dessert was ending and Camille was feeling a food coma coming as she leaned on Elijah’s shoulder. Kissing her head, he was just asking, “Ready for bed my love?” When someone else popped up and sat where Dorian and the High Guard I wolf had been sitting but had vacated for the night.
Frowning at the disrespect of joining their table without permission, Elijah frowned even more when he saw Adonis Virsalis with his sister Normani so close. “Can I assist you two with something?” He asked with a raised eyebrow. Already not in the mood with Adonis hearing how his mouth had been flying since
