Once we reached the pack house Diego let me off his back gently. He quickly changed back into his shorts and shoes without a care in the world. Seeing him naked briefly still caused me to blush.
“Finally.” Edith huffed as she sat on the front steps.
“Follow me to my office.” Diego grabbed my hand and led us up the stairs. Once we were in the safety of his office he pulled me to sit on his lap behind his desk like he always did. Marjorie and Edith both took a seat in the empty chairs across from us. They glanced at us, almost as if they were trying to decide where to start. Anxiety rolled in my tummy as I anticipated their words.
“How much do you two know about the white wolf?” Edith asked us.
“That it’s rare, born every one hundred and fifty years. Born of vampire and werewolf royalty
