“Alaster? Is something wrong?” Drake asked his new friend as they stood guard with Aggie outside the safe room in the ballroom.
“I’m not sure,” Alaster admitted as he looked around the room at the dragons and werewolves who had been assigned to aid in the security of the children. “I do not trust Constantine, but I trust Spencer even less. Constantine was adamant that he did not want me to assist him in any way, except to transport him. Spencer, I often caught discussing things in hushed tones with others. If anything happens, Spencer will be behind it.”
Aggie did not hide her worry and anger as she asked, “What do you think he will do? Would he be so cruel as to hurt the children? My great-granddaughter is in that room, and I love the rest of those kids as much as I do my grandchildren.
