The Plan

Stefan

I pace the halls, waiting to hear from the Earl.

“You’re going to burn a hole through the floor if you continue with your obsessive pacing back and forth!” My mother looks at me from her throne.

“How far away is he?” I look at my father.

“An hour closer than when you last asked, stop.” He stares at me. “You’re the king. Remember that. This behaviour has to stop.”

I laugh slightly. “I will just pretend I don’t care then, right? Then I won’t care if she leaves, and he takes the pups with him.” Why did he have to claim her?

“You know, this is awkward to say, but I’m just going to say it.” Lucy looks at me.

“Well, spit it out then.” I continue to pace the hall and wait for her to talk.

“From my conversations with Harlyn, she and Wayne haven’t slept together or mated.” My body stops when I hear her words. “She said she didn’t feel ready, and Wayne, the lovely gentleman, said he is happy to wait until she is ready.”

So, the bond won’t be strong.

“We need to keep them apart.” I turn a