“Oh, you have got to be kidding me,” I muttered dryly under my breath.
This was the absolute last thing Lorenzo and I needed to deal with at the moment. What he and I desperately needed was to find someone who could treat our wounds, not be interrogated by some random guy.
On the contrary, this hadn’t turned out to be just some ‘random’ guy. The man was dressed in royal colors and was covered in golden metal plating. A royal guard!
Suddenly the area had become swarmed with royal soldiers, all holding some form of defensive weapon in their hands.
“Just stay behind me,” Lorenzo said quietly.
He kept his hand placed firmly on my waist as he spoke out. “Our names are Lorenzo Sinclair, Alpha of Black Moon Pack. Behind me is Eleanor Wright, my Luna,” he explained.
Again my insides buzze
