Constantine was watching his men make selections from the buffet. He was still questioning why the leaders of Obsidian would be so hospitable to him. Constantine had made his intentions to challenge for the clan clear. They should be angry, hostile, or at least show that the leaders were upset. Instead, they continued with the celebration as if he had congratulated them on the new leadership. He had even seen the new Dragon Lords dancing around the room with their mates and children.
As Constantine stewed, he caught sight of a young man approaching him. The man was not in any hurry, greeting and speaking with guests as he made his way toward Constantine, who was surveying the room. The man had brown curls and eyes. He was tall and well-built, dressed in a black tuxedo. As he drew closer,
