The Rejected Luna's Return
That would be a big disaster on his part, my part, and probably a pleasure to Arthur's fist to the pounding he would do on Elton's face.
"It's me, Jonas, ma'am. The lycan king requests your presence. Both of you." His baritone voice was a force and it reminded me that a man with a black T-shirt, possibly expensive Miu Miu shades, and powerful cologne was now in my way two four, seven. If that was put in a light way then I would say he was up in my ass, for a while, a very short while I prayed.
"Thank you, Judas. We'll be right there in a minute."