"You're an idiot," Graham said with a shake of his head as a quiet laugh escaped him. "You can never mate to him properly, and you're too much of a wolf for that to be really all right with you. I know you, Sigmund. He's a fragile little thing and you probably like that, but he could die tomorrow in a fucking car accident or from... Swine flu," he said with a smirk.
When Sigmund launched into that speech about how his services weren't needed, however, the amusement quickly faded and Graham's expression turned dark and serious.
"Actually they are, but not because of him," he shot back. "Word got to me that there's a hunter here, watching you guys. And he's not the type of hunter that we can just ignore, I've heard about this one. Been trying to find him for a while, but he's too fucking smart. I came to tell you that you should probably pack up and go to the haven, you're too vulnerable here without the rest of the pack. And I'll need to speak with Hunter."
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