Chapter 82
He paced the room, smiling and shaking his head. "Ma petite, do you understand what it will mean if she challenges me tonight?" "It means we fight them, right?" He stopped pacing and came into the light. He slid onto one of the bar stools. "There is no fear in you, none. " I shrugged. "Being afraid doesn't help. Being prepared does. Are you afraid of her?" I looked at him, trying to read that lovely mask. "I do not fear her power. I believe us to be near equals in that, but let us say I am wary. All things being equal, I am still in her territory with only one of my wolves, my human servant, and Monsieur Lawrence. It is not the show of force I would have chosen to confront her after two centuries. "Why didn't you bring more people? More werewolves, anyway. " "If I had had time to neg
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