I smiled as I watched my men get to work. I already knew what I needed to do next, so I left the house with Josh, who I had also ordered to wash up and prepare himself.
"Where are we going, Alpha?" he asked me as we walked.
"To see Lord Vealor," I replied.
As we left, I took a small bottle containing a potion from my pocket and handed it to him.
"Take a drop. Your scent will be good as new," I told him, keeping my eyes focused on the road ahead.
"But Alpha, we have already washed up more than ten times. Do you still think her scent would remain on us?" he asked.
I glanced at him.
"Aurora is a pure-blooded Lycan from the Southern bloodline. You remember how difficult it was to kill her. If we are going to fool her father, then the least we can do is go prepared. He is not the Southern Lord for nothing, and he is not called the Greyhound for nothing."
I paused before continuing.
