GALLAHAN’S POV
I rose from my chair, but both Zuleika and Maliya held me by my elbow to stop me from making another move.
“What?” I asked impatiently.
“Seriously, Gee. Can you stop acting like you are meeting the family of your beloved? This is a negotiation! A parley. About this ongoing divide among werewolves.”
“I know that!” I snapped. “I know, okay? But aren’t we supposed to be good and polite hosts for this?”
Zuleika sighed, giving my elbow a comforting squeeze. “We should be polite and civil, yes. But… you aren’t hosting a happy get-together, Gallahan. As Maliya said, this is a negotiation. There is no need for you to be so hospitable and friendly. Let my family’s munchkins do their job. They will welcome our guests and bring them here. Okay? All you have to do is to act as the
