Chapter 8
“I’m not here to take Ember away from you,” the peacekeeper said as soon as I walked into the room. Dale had given us his own office for the sake of privacy...which was completely useless in a werewolf setting since I knew an ever-growing number of pack mates was listening in from the other side of the door. Perhaps our audience would be relieved by this auspicious beginning, but I suspected it was too soon to let down my guard.
On the other hand, purposeless rudeness never had a place in my life. So I held out my hand in greeting, taking in the way Ember had snuggled down into the peacekeeper’s lap while waiting for me to arrive. Granted, our bloodling pup seemed to love everyone without exception. But surely she wouldn’t have succumbed to nap time so quickly if this stranger
