*Killian*
“So how did you meet her?” Ethan asks. “She’s not familiar.”
Ashe, Ethan, and I sit in chairs near the fireplace in the library, glasses of scotch in hand. Tia has taken the she-wolves to the morning room for a spot of tea. My father claims to be in need of a nap, although I suspect he is playing with the children in the nursery. I do not feel guilty because my father seems to take such delight in the little ones, and I have yet to provide him with an heir. “Know every she-wolf in Blackrock city, do you?”
“Quite a few, yes.”
As a bachelor, Ethan had been the most promiscuous among us, but as the second in line to the title, he never expected to marry. Then he fell in love with his brother’s widow, and that was that.
“So she’s from Blackrock city?” Ashe asks.
“She traveled f
