Finlay
I
walked down the street of the small town. The plan had been to stop at the diner to have lunch on the road back from a meeting to arrange a new alliance. That was almost four days ago, and I was still here. The reason was waiting for me as I turned towards the lake. She stood waiting where she told me we would meet. There was a paper bag on the table that smelled delicious.
“You’re here,” I said as I stopped in front of her, just a little too close. Just to see how she reacted.
“Said I would be,” she told me and looked up at me. Whoever this woman was, she had a good upbringing. She had mastered the art of looking up at me without meeting my eyes. Locking eyes with an Alpha was seen as a challenge if you weren’t his mate or a close friend.
“So you did. I thought I might need
