Lucien's Woman Squad

Annalynne led Ronan to the pack house, heading toward the Clearwaters' living room. Inside, Alice and Kendra were already waiting for them.

Alice gestured toward the couch area.

"Let's take a seat. Anna, can you pour us some tea?"

"Sure, Mom."

Ronan eyed the steaming pot of tea on the table suspiciously. He was an Alpha, but the three women gave off intimidating auras. Just what were they planning to do?

Anna served each of them a cup of tea before she took her seat on a single couch.

"Have some tea, Alpha Ronan."

Ronan stared at the red-brown color of the tea. No one else was drinking. Was it poisoned? His instincts told him not to touch it.

He smiled graciously at Alice, "Thank you, Mrs. Clearwater. I am not thirsty. Maybe later."

Alice regarded him with a cold look.

"If you are not thirsty, then why did you have to drink my son's blood yesterday night?"