"North." Edward absently toyed with the gold signet ring on his finger. "So King Stefan is not returning to his lair. Interesting."
"Unless he intended to circle back after he lost us," Hebrew pointed out.
"A possibility, but doubtful. King Stefan does not yet fear us. If he were returning to his lair, he would have done so and dared us to retrieve the woman."
Hebrew gave a snarl to reveal his elongated teeth.
"Why was he at the bar?"
"That is the question, is it not?" Alpha Edward replied.
"You think we have a snitch?" Hebrew's blue eyes began to glow with a dangerous light. As a cur, he was unable to control his behavior when he lost his temper. "Not for long. I've always liked the taste of traitor tartare."
"Remain under control," Edward snapped. "We have no proof there is a spy
