"Okay," Aislinn smiled. "So I'm not getting killed when you get back?"
"Not this time," he said. "Goodbye." Then he hung up the phone.
Cadifor looked at Cullen as he replaced his phone in his pocket with the ringer off. "Well," he said with a superior tone. All the others at the table were grumbling and growling.
"I'll tell you in private," Cullen responded. There was no other way to deal with it. Aislinn's timing had been lousy. But the call had been necessary.
Cadifor's eyes narrowed on Cullen. "Then I suggest we finish the meeting and I'll deal with you afterward. I have to admit Arnauk, you're disappointing me." Cadifor's comment and tone had the other lycans looking at Cullen with delight. Most of them were tired of the favoritism. For once Cullen was on the short end and they wer
