Chapter Forty Three

MYKEL KNIGHT

When my father told me he had friends who could help with the war Leville demanded, I didn't expect it to be just five people. They weren't human for sure but I was still expecting a full group. The first guy who seemed to be the leader sat on the opposite side with a stern look on his face. The other two men sat beside him with the same expressions. The two girls present were beautiful but not as beautiful as my mate.

My wolf agreed on that thought.

"Marcus, it's been a while", my father said to the man who only nod.

"It has. Why did you decide to contact us after so long?", Marcus said resting his hands on the table. I sat upright in my seat keeping my eyes on the group infront of me. They didn't look that intimidating but looks can be quite deceiving.

"I'm not sure if you remembered my brother Leville but he demanded a war on us and we could use a few extra hands", my dad replied but Marcus seemed rather unimpressed. I glanced at the girls and I noticed how the one