บท 309: On the agenda

Nefretiri

"So, you want us to pretend you're not the king of the werewolves?" Luke limps over to the table, taking a seat across from Ivan. "I'm not gonna lie, man, that's a tall order."

"I'm not asking you to pretend. I'm asking that we set that aside for the end." Ivan leaned back in his chair, his arm on the back of my neck, rubbing the knots I had. It was the two of us, Steven, Luke, Brandon, Charlie, Amanda, and Taylor. Ivan didn't want to bring anyone else in on this, and I couldn't blame him.