Julio put his arm around Vitas. “Yes, that’s what I would have done.”
* * * *
Armand’s plane
The bar
Armand poured himself a half snifter of cognac. “The mating, even the wedding doesn’t negate the danger, Henri. If Chernof kills you before the mating, Vitas is up for grabs. He’ll go to any unmated Alpha who can hold him. We must end Chernof. That means we need to lure him to the Assembly in New York by dangling an unhappy Vitas under his nose. He won’t go to New York unless he thinks he has a shot at Vitas, and we can’t go to Moscow.”
“I know, I need to kill him. I think I’m strong enough. Alexei’s sources tell him that Chernof has let himself grow soft since Alexei left Russia. Chernof’s gotten complacent. He has to be complacent, he’s killing humans.” On reflection, Henri said, “I wonder why the gods haven’t spoken to him or the other Russian Alphas about this abomination. He’s broken our most sacred law.”