'Ernouf'
Her sweet voice filled his head and he quickly got up from her, shaking his head, trying to get her voice out.
'Ernouf I'm here....I'm here for you.'
The black werewolf called out to him again but he tried to get away from her tempting call. The white lycan bolted out of the room and the black wolf followed.
"Phew! That was close," Phoebe, who had been quiet suddenly commented. Connery strode back to Rehab and Everand and sat down on one of the comfy chairs.
"Time isn't on our side....Reginald can wait a little longer...."
"Whom exactly is this Reginald, how is he related to Valeria....is he that important?" Everand blurted out the question he had been wanting to ask.
"Yes he is, he's our dear Luna's son."
"SON?"
Connery nodded, Everand's face went pale in astoundment. Rehab's eyelids widened further as well as Japheth's.
"How old is he?" Rehab had a concerned look.
"It's complicated....but he's five...that's what Angelina told us." Phoebe answered.
