“Why did you summoned me here? I thought we're having a meeting, but where are the others?”
Edward glanced uneasily around the park. It was very early in the morning and the cool breeze caress their skin. No one else was in sight, but that didn’t mean Edward hadn’t been followed or that some fashionable lordling might not be out riding or hunting some prey. Edward pulled the brim of his hat lower to be on the safe side.
"We should talked without the others Lukas," Krid said and Lukas frowned.
“We can’t wait for him to make the next move.” Edward's breath steamed as he talked.
He sat his mount like a man who’d been bred to the saddle, as indeed he had. Six generations of Edward's family led the hunt in his home county. And it only proves that even though they are werewolves, they are st
