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bolstered by chacal’s presence, val nudged her gently with one shoulder while his focus remained ahead.

it would please the women of sapphique to see the female of the pair spoke on both party’s behalf. val spared the silent man only a passing glance before he focused on the she-wolf.

everything about their bearing was polite, reserved — respectful even. yet the caution held in the woman’s voice snagged at val’s senses.

he looked to chacal to see if she would speak first, but in sharing a gaze understood he had her blessing. they’d given their reason for coming, but had yet to give their names. val found this bemusing enough to comment on it. well, do you plan to introduce yourselves then? val’s tone was mirthful and gaze soft, but his muscles ready if this was some ploy to get their guard down.