Logan swung around to face the owner. “Hi, thank you for coming. I’m Logan, my mate Kieran, my brother Zane and my brother-in-law, Slate…”
“Which one of you attacked my waiter?”
Startled, Logan said, “None of us…”
“My waiter said someone attacked him. Are you calling him a liar?”
“Not at all,” Logan insisted. “If I may explain. My brother Zane discovered tonight David is his Fated Mate and when he caught his scent, he was eager to meet him. Unfortunately, in my brother’s rush to get to David, it may have looked like he meant to do him harm, but I can assure you, Zane is incapable of hurting his Fated Mate.”
David’s boss studied Zane intently before he spoke. “David is your Fated Mate?”
“Yes, sir,” Zane said, stepping forward. “I caught his faint scent downstairs but didn’t know who it belonged to…that was, until he walked in here.”
“What pack are you with?”
“The Blackwood Pack, sir. It’s in California,” Zane replied.
“Stay here. If everything checks out, I’ll be back and take you to David.”
“Yes, sir.”
The owner gave a hard glance to the group in the room, before leaving and closing the door behind him.
Zane stared at the door, then said, “Who is he checking with?”
“I don’t know, but I have to call Jackson,” Logan said, already dialing his brother’s number.
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Morgan left the private dining room and headed down to his office. There was only one person he could trust to give him the info he sought about the group upstairs.David has a Fated Mate? Shitbedammed! How the hell could that youngster take care of someone as special as David? What the fuck were the Fates thinking? And why was Lizzie here?Closing and locking the door to his office, he pulled out his phone and dialed his best friend. While waiting for him to pick up, Morgan sat down behind his desk.
“Hello? Morgan is that you?”
“Hello Franklin, I see you finally decided your mate would be better off with me, hmm?”
“What the fuck are you talking about?”
Chuckling, Morgan said, “Presently, Lizzie is upstairs in the private dining room with a bunch of wolf shifters.”
“Did she see you?”
“Yes, she just waved but didn’t say anything. There was a problem with David, and one in the group by the name of Logan told me about it.”
“What happened? Did David get hurt?”
“Not exactly. It seems he’s the Fated Mate of Zane, a member of the Blackwood Pack. Do you know anything about them?”
“Holy fucking shit! Damn!”
“You know the pack? What’s the matter with them?”
Franklin was silent for a moment, then said, “Morgan, this is strictly off the record and confidential. Agreed?”
Now worried about what he was going to hear, Morgan began to plan how he could whisk David out of Scotland to some safer place. Realizing Franklin was waiting for his answer, Morgan said, “Agreed. Now tell me.”
“My son, Dylon, found his Fated Mate…”
“You sly old dog! Keeping that to yourself. Shit, does Lizzie know?”
