Chapter 4Tuesday Afternoon
Sean went up the two flights of stairs to the master bedroom and sat on the end of the bed attempting to assess his new situation. He was a loup-garou and was about to be married to the man who ruled all of the wolves on this continent. The thoughts buzzed around his head wondering how fate had brought him to the alley last night.
Sean felt as if he were in the middle of a whirlwind. He needed time to think. Armand fascinated him. He never felt so fiercely about anyone. The idea of losing him sent vials of acid to his gut. Is this what being mated to a loup-garou feels like? This soul eating deep-seated need for your mate?
The door opened and Armand appeared escorting a little man with pins and a measuring tape carrying a suit bag from Barney’s. With great eff
