Sebastian:
"The conference with the Northern packs is confirmed," Hunter tapped his pen against the armrest, "They want to meet you next week… here… instead of another pack's territory. I'll send the notice to the council."
He stood near the desk with a stack of documents in his hand, while I flipped through the reports from the western border.
I nodded, barely glancing up, "Fine. Make sure the guests' quarters are prepared. And I know you are not my Luna, still you'll be a darling if you notify the kitchen staff. Right now, I don't want to invite gossip."
Hunter smirked, "Yeah. Make me your Luna and I'm ready to serve you in bed too."
I shot him a look over the papers as the last night flashed in my mind. He chuckled when he saw my face.
"Wanna share?" He asked me with a wink, and I ignored the jab, leaning back in my chair, "How's the southern patrol coming along?"
