Chapter 52 Mighty Wolves

• The gentle knock at the door pulled Meredith out of Magnus’s muscular arms. She glanced at the trio, who, for once, seemed content to let her go—though Magnus grumbled a low protest as she slipped from his lap.
• "I'll get it," Meredith said, rolling her eyes as she padded across the room, her bare feet silent against the cool floor.
• When she opened the door, a young maid stood there with a polite smile. Her hands trembled as she offered Meredith a parchment sealed with crimson wax.