Corvine looked at where Jaron had been sitting before, but the man was no longer there. The chair was empty, the cushion still bearing the indent of his weight.
Naturally, he approached Luna Pandora, his expression carefully neutral, his voice warm. "Mom, have you seen Dad?"
He made it sound like family, like a son inquiring after his father, so the woman would not suspect his intentions. Pandora smiled, her heart warmed at the sound of Corvine calling her mom.
They were now in-laws, bound by marriage and blood, and she was glad things had changed to expectation. Liah and Corvine had given up everything, the crowns, the titles, the power, but they didn't walk away with nothing.
They were going to be the Alpha and Luna of the Grimroot pack, the biggest, most powerful, and richest among the werewolf communities. The irony was not lost on her.
"Oh, he received a call and stepped out." Pandora replied, her smile remaining, oblivious to the storm brewing beneath the surface.
