That was how Wolfe found himself left with only the strangest of requests for the day, as one after another, the requests for battle power meetings were withdrawn and the schedule slowly cleared.
He was currently looking at a young Nymph and four burly werewolf men, identical quadruplets, if his guess was correct, who had come to ask him to intervene to get the blessing of Faerie for them to return home with her as her mates.
If they didn't clear it in advance, there was a good chance that they would all be sent right back out when they arrived, and in the worst-case scenario, she might even be charged with bringing illegal immigrants into Faerie.
"Can someone go get Khalifa, or one of the other Elves? I don't have that sort of authority. But I can put in the good word for them now that I understand the situation." Wolfe requested with a sigh.
