Anthony smiled at the pregnant woman as she approached him. “What a coincidence to meet again, Madam!” Sarcasm dripped from Anthony’s lips.
Seeing that the lady had a group of armed attendants to do her bidding, Anthony felt foolish for lending a hand when Scott Piaskowski had attacked her in Williamsburg,.
“Pardon us, Mr. Stewart! We had no choice. I think we got off on the wrong foot, so let me introduce myself again. I’m Sabrina Sable, the twenty-third-generation apprentice of Sable clan. We would like to offer our deepest gratitude to you for saving me the last time we met!” Sensing the sarcasm in Anthony’s tone, Sabrina bowed towards him as a sign of apology.
When Anthony heard the words ‘Sable clan’, his brow knitted as he recalled Master Louis’ words of caution, stating that the Sables were one of the most formidable clans in the Mortal World. Louis himself had stayed away from them and had suggested Anthony to do the same.
Rumor had it that the Sables were an ancient, mysterious clan that could transverse the mortal coil and predict the future, which made them the backbone of numerous dynasties.
Anthony did not expect that the pregnant woman he had saved by accident was a member of Sable Clan.