Narrator

“Zarek, is Victoria okay?” Aldric broke the stalemate.

“Yes. Come on, let’s talk inside. Where did you leave the Selenias and the others?” he asked as he walked in with Dracomir leading the way.

“When you told us things weren’t serious, we left them behind to rest, especially that unbearable Silas. You know how much of a buzzkill he is, and how violent…”

Laziel didn’t even flinch at his grandfather insulting his father. For Aldric, not even having sired his three grandkids was enough of an achievement.

In the end it was his daughter who conceived them and carried them for nine months. His Sigrid was the best.

“Close every border from the vampire town. No one in or out!” Dracomir ordered his Beta.

These were his best allies and his secret weapon; he didn’t want leaks.

The Lord was going to take them to the war room, but Zarek told him the library was better.

What kind of battles got planned with bourbon by the fire?

The Wolf Lord soon found that his allies’ planning was based