Nefretiri
"Well, look who we have here," I'd just thrown away one of the collars, freeing my fifth wolf when the Wendigo finally noticed me. Luckily, I did not realize what I was doing. "Diana North. The Sapphire princess."
"Paul," I knew I recognized that voice. Of course, Paul was a Wendigo. The sleazeball was always making crude remarks about how I must taste.
Fortunately, we'd only seen each other twice, and the second time, Ricky had to throw him out of the apartment. You know it's bad when the hypocritical assassin doesn't like you. Now that I know what he is, it makes sense. He'd been introduced to me as Ezekiel's friend and came over to drop something off to Ricky. Unfortunately for him, he'd lacked any subtly when he tried making a pass at me and pissed my ex-husband off when he tried grabbing my ass.
It was the only thing I was grateful for when it came to Ricky's possessive nature.
