We were a bit late, but the Council was used to that when dealing with me. Everyone including Carmine was in the lower level, but Letrelle was a no-show.

"It's about time," Keada said in her deep Russian accent.

"I'm fifteen minutes late, Keada. Damn." And this time I had a good excuse. Did she not remember that I'd just had a pack of werewolves in my house? Cut a sister a break!

Keada looked Paul up and down. "My time is just as important as ...