When they had come here, the warlocks already had a plan on how everything would go down, they would talk to the nuns, the people there. Then they would talk to Rhian and Angelo and make them understand the simple fact that they were werewolves and that they were rulers and heirs to a whole race.
It should have been easy. But right now, they dint know what to do. They didn't know how the perfect plan had found its way out of the window at the moment they met her.
The warlocks in the room were in a dilemma. They didn't know what to do. They were in the presence of the most powerful beings the earth had ever seen. Instead of being happy they were more careful because these very people had been explosive in the few minutes they had just seen each other.
