Chapter 85

Amelia snorted with laughter, laughing to herself as she bought out of the furs and picked up her garments from the night before, trying to imagine describing this whole situation to a friend again home.

How was it possible that her life had become headquartered round resisting intercourse with the hottest man she knew, whilst a Sasquatch informed her how unattractive she was?

Still giggling, she was dressed and hurried out of the cave to meet each men, who stood in the cold—Gabriel still shirtless—discussing the village.

“…Mark heard you have taken Alpha of the wolves already. The Tigers are in a fury,” Robert said. “Levi is nowhere to be seen, I suppose he is avoiding Mark due to the fact he knows Mark will get rid of him from office.”

“If you locate him, tell him this is a clever format and to stick with it at least until the ritual tomorrow.”

Robert nodded. “How did it go with the council?”

“Mostly good,” Gabriel said, pulling Amelia into his