Raphael cocked his head and looked at the female wolf standing beside Dominik, his eyebrow raised. "She has four fated mates. Do you really think that she is looking to add to that?"
"I am more concerned about the idea that she is looking for someone better than you four," shrugged Amanda, but Raphael could feel her heartbeat pick up as she spoke.
"I am pretty sure that there is no one better than us," smirked Lucien, and Raphael's wolf took satisfaction in watching her go pale as the man turned his blood red eyes to the female.
"Look, this is a match making party. Why else would she be here if she wasn't looking for a chosen mate instead?" pressed Amanda. Her face might have been white, but her spine was straight, and her shoulders were back. She stared straight into his enforcer's eye as she answered his question, but that bit of dominance was costing her.