Lord Mayor was done swimming in the pool and just walked into the chambers when he stared out of the window to see Jamole leading his shifters in a training session. He smiled cheek to cheek and inwardly appreciated Jamole for his devotion to fetch him victory in the last battle.

He cast an inimical glance at the dried head of alpha Dolan which hung on the wall and he advanced to it and gazed engagingly upon it.

“Soon I will have the heads of, Greg Greenfield, Professor Duncan, Doctor Sailor and Sasha on this wall…”

He was yet speaking when a gentle sensual voice interrupted him from behind, “Except...