“Stay here,” Derek ordered as he kissed me softly on the lips.
“Oh, I don’t think so, dear. I am to be the Queen of our kind, am I not?”
“Yes, but..”
“Then I should go with you,” I walked towards the door, daring him to stop me.
The man sitting in the living room was not Brians's Grandfather. He sat with one leg on top of the other on the couch in the sitting room. His suit was crisp and black, and his shoes shined like they were just polished. A hint of silver peppered his blonde mane. His eyes were cold, and his cheeks were rosy, though the rest of his face remained pale. Overall, he was scary, looking compared to the others I had met.
“Alpha Derek Morgan,” He reached his hand out to Derek, “This I presume is your mate and Queen,” He took my hand in his and moved it towards hi
