"And you need to send Nina away. She's a danger to you, to Luna Melissa, and to your pack. You can't allow her to stay here while you're already married—and mated to your fated partner."
Radulf sat on the intricately carved chair, his posture rigid as he dismissed Savio with a wave of his hand. "Don't expect me to act differently," he said. "Nina will stay here, even if Melissa despises it. If Nina truly is a danger, then I must face her head-on and crush that threat before it has the chance to harm me."
Savio shook his head in disapproval, his frustration evident. "As your friend, I'm telling you, you should at least consider this one piece of advice," he said, leaning forward slightly as he spoke.
Radulf ignored the plea, instead steering the conversation in another direction. "Did you find anything important about Gregor Tarquin?" he asked with distrust.
