THE LONG MEETING X
"With that said, can I see the painting?" Blenda requested, her hand stretched out toward Shane, in a beckoning pose.
Shane looked at Peter, wondering if he should go ahead to fulfill the woman's request. Even though his Alpha had agreed to a temporary affiliation with the ancients, he would only answer to his alpha, one he could trust.
"Go ahead, Shane. Give it to her. I am curious as to what she could find in the picture. But a heads up, we already searched the picture for bugs, and there were none. So I doubt you will find anything there, ancient." Peter surmised.
Blenda cocked her head to the side, and smirked. "Who said anything about bugs? Are bugs the only spying tools you know of, alpha? Aren't they human equipment? As a supernatural being, I had expected much more. And for the record, my name is Blenda."
Peter 's eyes dilated in shock when he understood what Blenda was talking about.
"You don't mean…?"