Brynn
"What do you have for us, Enrique," I asked, as myself, Frynn, and Enrique made our way to the meeting room.
The meeting room was one of the largest rooms in the Pack, with luxurious drapes cascading to the floor in swaths of rich velvet and golden sconces, glowing softly against the deep rose walls. A large rectangular table was located in the center of the room, it's polished black legs gilded silver by a blanket of moonlight.
Enrique spread a series of papers on the table. It was just the three of us in the room as we had dismissed the guards from patrol. The last thing we needed was anyone overhearing our conversation.
"I couldn't find much, actually," Enrique said to our dismay. "No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't find anything substantial about Mia. It's as if so
