Lacing her fingers through Vaughn’s soft fur, the woman murmured softly into his ear as if calming a fussy baby.
‘Relax Vaughn, we are not enemies’ she muttered softly.
Growling in annoyance, Vaughn glared at her until she removed her hand and sat on the grass facing him with a knowing smile.
‘Prince Vaughn, as I said before, I have been eager to meet you, the strongest supernatural creature ever created’ she said, her smile widening at his obvious surprise, his parents and werewolf family having kept his destiny as a closely guarded secret since his birth.
Letting out a low rumble, his gaze told her that he was getting tired of her faked pleasantries.
Straightening up, she reached into her pocket and pulled out a disc, holding it out to the hybrid, who focused on it curiously.
‘I am
