Michael
The unusual pale man stood alone eyeing the crowd. Kev had yet to calm and his breathing deepened become the loudest noise between us all. I calmed my pounding heart wanting my senses to work. My wolf considering whether the well dressed stranger would be alone.
Cameron snarled. The man too close to his territory.
"Easy puppy. I'm not here to fight. The clan master told me that I could seek help in one of these" he waved his hand round with a disgusted look on his face, "packs". I observed his moments. They were not threatening. His black suit perfectly tailored for his tall slender body. An emblem of an armoured knight wielding a sword embroidered on his breast pocket. I racked my brains. I knew that emblem. It had something to do with the hierarchy of the Vampires.
Royalt
