missed hitting any other ball, then turned around to face Nik and pass him the cue. He was so close to her she could see little golden flecks in his eyes.
“I...I think I'll just watch. You should play with your brother, since he knows what he is doing.” Nik leaned down to whisper into Meg's ear. His hot breath sent a shiver down her spine, “Coward.” Meg didn't bother to respond. She edged her way along the table until she could move around Nik, without touching him.
“Sire, Malcolm is here and would like a word with you,” Harry stated from the door, as he bowed to Nik.
“Send him in, thanks Harry,” Nik replied.
“Sire,” Malcolm stated as he walked towards Nik.
When he was a meter away he bowed low until Nik told him to stand. “Thank you for seeing me.”
“Malcolm, I would like to introduce you to Megan Harvey, мой помощникмой (my Mate). Megan this is Malcolm Strand, he takes care of my security,” Nik stated.
“мой помощник, (my Queen), I am pleased to meet you,” Malcolm stated with another bow.
“You too, Malcolm,” Meg stated with a frown.
Why did everyone bow around here? And what was with the Russian? Anyone would think they were royalty. But that couldn't be the case, because she knew damn well she was nowhere near royalty.
Megan watched as Nik and Malcolm interacted on the other side of the room, out of hearing distance.
Whatever Malcolm was telling Nik, wasn't making him happy. In fact he looked down right angry. She hoped like hell she was never on the receiving end of his anger. Nik looked so ferocious; she was scared he was going to hit poor Malcolm.
Nik glanced over towards Meg and must have seen the fear in her eyes. He turned his back to her so she could no longer see his face.
“Meg, why don't I get you another drink? What sort of games do you like to play, sweetheart?” Stefan asked as he came to stand in front of her, blocking her view of Nik and Malcolm.
“I think I've had enough wine, thanks Stefan, but I would love a cup of coffee. I love to play Backgammon and I like Chess, but I am not very good at it.”
“Stefan, we have a problem I need you to help Malcolm sort out. I will make sure Meg is entertained,” Nik stated, moving back across the room toward Meg.
“Actually, I think I should head on up to bed. It's been a long day and I am becoming rather fatigued,” Meg stated as she stood.
“Your coffee, Miss Megan,” Harry the butler, stated as he entered the room. He placed a tray with cups, sugar and a jug of milk, on the low coffee table, bowed to her and Nik then left again.
How the hell did Harry know she wanted coffee?
No one had left the room to tell him. This place and the people in it were beginning to make her feel as if she was living a dream world.
Nik moved to Megan's side, slid an arm around her slim waist and led her back to the sofa. When she was seated he sat down next to her and turned his head to hers.
“How do you like your coffee, Meg?”
“Black, no sugar, thanks. Can I ask you something Nik?”
“Yes, ask away?”
“Why does everyone keep bowing?”
“I really don't think you're ready to hear the answer to that question yet.”
“Oh for goodness sakes. I am not a child, you know. I am a fully grown, adult female. Just because I am not very tall, people tend to treat me like a child. I have had it with you and your holier than thou attitude. You are treating me like an imbecile,” Meg stated, as she rose from the sofa, crossing her arms over her chest defensively.
Nik stood in front of her, reached out and took her by the arms to prevent her from moving away from him.
“I know you aren't a child. I just don't think you are ready for the answers to your questions yet,” he stated, gazing down into her eyes.
“Try me,” Meg snapped out.
“Okay, but don't say I didn't warn you, Meg,” Nik stated, then took a deep breath. “We are all werewolves, and you are my
“I...I think I'll just watch. You should play with your brother, since he knows what he is doing.” Nik leaned down to whisper into Meg's ear. His hot breath sent a shiver down her spine, “Coward.” Meg didn't bother to respond. She edged her way along the table until she could move around Nik, without touching him.
“Sire, Malcolm is here and would like a word with you,” Harry stated from the door, as he bowed to Nik.
“Send him in, thanks Harry,” Nik replied.
“Sire,” Malcolm stated as he walked towards Nik.
When he was a meter away he bowed low until Nik told him to stand. “Thank you for seeing me.”
“Malcolm, I would like to introduce you to Megan Harvey, мой помощникмой (my Mate). Megan this is Malcolm Strand, he takes care of my security,” Nik stated.
“мой помощник, (my Queen), I am pleased to meet you,” Malcolm stated with another bow.
“You too, Malcolm,” Meg stated with a frown.
Why did everyone bow around here? And what was with the Russian? Anyone would think they were royalty. But that couldn't be the case, because she knew damn well she was nowhere near royalty.
Megan watched as Nik and Malcolm interacted on the other side of the room, out of hearing distance.
Whatever Malcolm was telling Nik, wasn't making him happy. In fact he looked down right angry. She hoped like hell she was never on the receiving end of his anger. Nik looked so ferocious; she was scared he was going to hit poor Malcolm.
Nik glanced over towards Meg and must have seen the fear in her eyes. He turned his back to her so she could no longer see his face.
“Meg, why don't I get you another drink? What sort of games do you like to play, sweetheart?” Stefan asked as he came to stand in front of her, blocking her view of Nik and Malcolm.
“I think I've had enough wine, thanks Stefan, but I would love a cup of coffee. I love to play Backgammon and I like Chess, but I am not very good at it.”
“Stefan, we have a problem I need you to help Malcolm sort out. I will make sure Meg is entertained,” Nik stated, moving back across the room toward Meg.
“Actually, I think I should head on up to bed. It's been a long day and I am becoming rather fatigued,” Meg stated as she stood.
“Your coffee, Miss Megan,” Harry the butler, stated as he entered the room. He placed a tray with cups, sugar and a jug of milk, on the low coffee table, bowed to her and Nik then left again.
How the hell did Harry know she wanted coffee?
No one had left the room to tell him. This place and the people in it were beginning to make her feel as if she was living a dream world.
Nik moved to Megan's side, slid an arm around her slim waist and led her back to the sofa. When she was seated he sat down next to her and turned his head to hers.
“How do you like your coffee, Meg?”
“Black, no sugar, thanks. Can I ask you something Nik?”
“Yes, ask away?”
“Why does everyone keep bowing?”
“I really don't think you're ready to hear the answer to that question yet.”
“Oh for goodness sakes. I am not a child, you know. I am a fully grown, adult female. Just because I am not very tall, people tend to treat me like a child. I have had it with you and your holier than thou attitude. You are treating me like an imbecile,” Meg stated, as she rose from the sofa, crossing her arms over her chest defensively.
Nik stood in front of her, reached out and took her by the arms to prevent her from moving away from him.
“I know you aren't a child. I just don't think you are ready for the answers to your questions yet,” he stated, gazing down into her eyes.
“Try me,” Meg snapped out.
“Okay, but don't say I didn't warn you, Meg,” Nik stated, then took a deep breath. “We are all werewolves, and you are my
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