[Bellamy]
‘Queen Bellamy, there’s a rogue at the border requesting entry. Did you want me to contact Drake or should I send this man through?’
“Molly, what’s your mate’s name?” I asked.
“Declan Moss.”
“Seriously? Molly Moss?” I snickered.
“Don’t tease. I can’t help the fact that the Moon Goddess didn’t consult my parents when she picked my mate.” She pouted.
‘Is his name Declan Moss?’
‘Yes, Queen Bellamy.’
‘Send him through. I’m expecting him.’
‘He’s heading your way.’
‘Thank you!’
A few minutes later a man entered the shop and Molly’s face lit up. He was fairly tall, as most werewolves were, and thickly built. He had dirty blond hair and green eyes with dimples that showed as he smiled at Molly.
“Sorry I’m late. They weren’t
