The warm welcome

As they drove to the palace, Lancelot continued to think of ways he could keep Roxanne away from the prying eyes of his family; especially his grandaunt; Eliose, the white wolf of the pack.

If she was to ever see Roxanne, she would be able to sniff out the secret Lancelot was doing his best to keep away from them, at least for now; the secret that he had found his mate

He would have to keep her in the guest chambers and hire separate maids for her. It was quite separate from the rest of the palace, even though it was in the same building. However, the chances of Roxanne running into any members of his family, before he had the chance to introduce her will be slim.

Lancelot smiled in satisfaction. That was exactly what he would do.

As they sat in the Limo, he turned to Roxanne. Her eyes were fixed outside the window, she was in absolute awe of the beauty of his city.

"When we arrive, Roxanne would stay in the guest chambers." When she turned to him, eyes widened, he fought the urge