Midnight Tango

The Midnight Mistress, as Slade dubbed her, breathed an inward sigh of relief. At least she did not have to deal with all of the men in her pack crowding her, trying to prove he was worthy enough to be her lover for a night or two. She already had Bane, and he was enough.

"Have you ventured beyond pack borders yet?" She as curious to know how Ouroboros was doing, if they had disbanded and gone their seperate ways. Or if another pack had formed near them...