He turned to look out his window. It was much easier to watch the pine trees whipping past than to fight the urge to grab his mate and kiss the life out of her. “I’m creating chemical weapons the Council of Werewolves can use to deal with rogue wolves and any other werewolves they may need to punish or discipline in order to maintain law and order.”
Serena had thought that talking to him more would desensitize her to his charms, but the direction this conversation was headed was bothering her for a whole different reason. She wasn’t sure how to probe deeper into what he was doing for the council without letting her alarm show.
“Why would they need chemical weapons for that? Isn’t it a bit extreme?”
Caleb sighed quietly. “No. it’s not. By our very nature, as werewolves we have abnormal l
