"What will be going on at this stag do," I asked, watching Robert get ready.
"Even I am not fully sure, all I have been told is that we are going for a traditional hunt in Lycan form, then we are going to a sanctuary bar," Robert explained.
"A sanctuary bar, that is where all kinds of supernatural creatures can meet with no violence, isn't it," I inquired.
"Yes, Charles hasn't found his fated mate yet, so the hope is he will meet her at the bar or amongst the wedding guests. And, don't worry, I told them no strippers, as I have the perfect woman at home," Robert responded, pulling me into his embrace.
"I wasn't worried, I knew that you would never look or touch another woman, the way you look at or touch me," I smiled, before pulling him down to kiss him.
Our lips moved in sync,
