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The wolf’s expression remained impassive. “Mr. Mazal would like to see you.”
Fuck.
“Who?” Hopefully, playing dumb would buy me a minute to think of a new plan.
“Vlk Mazal. He told me to find you and bring you to him. Apparently, you have a mutual friend.”
“Well, I’m not sure who that could be.” I reached for Cal’s hand and pulled him next to me. “My mate and I are just here to enjoy Prague on our honeymoon.”
The wolf’s eyes raked over Cal and me, his gaze landing first on the matching bite marks on our necks, then on the gold bands on our fingers. He appeared unimpressed. “Please follow me.”
The wolf started walking toward the riverfront path where the food and drinks for the exhibition opening were laid out, glancing over his shoulder to make sure we were following.
“What’s this about?” Cal asked, leaning in close.
“No clue.”
Cal took my hand and moved it to the small of his back. To anyone else, it would look like a run-of-the-mill display of affection, but I felt the holster and his gun under the fabric of his vest.
“Seriously?”
“I’m not taking any chances.”
My only response was a nod. We followed the wolf shifter to the end of the rows of tables that had been set up along the river to where Vlk Mazal was holding court. Several men and women were clustered around him, laughing at something he’d justsaid. The moment he spotted us, though, his expression turned serious, and he stood, looking over the heads of his admirers.
“My apologies. I’ve just spotted someone I must talk to.” The group easily took the hint and dispersed, and Mazal waved us over to his table before resuming his seat. He gestured at the recently vacated chairs in front of us. “Please sit.”
The only people who hadn’t left Mazal’s side were two other wolf shifters. They both looked like the wolf that had come to get us, but one had his arm in a sling, bruising around his eyes and nose peeking out from beyond the edges of his sunglasses.
He’d been the wolf who’d held me at gunpoint last night, the one Cal had shot in the shoulder.
I felt Cal stiffen next to me the moment he noticed.
Mazal seemed content to wait us out, and I finally gave in, pulling out the chair and lowering myself into it. Cal glanced at me, and I nodded slightly, encouraging him to do the same. I hoped my look saidstick to the cover.
“Mr. Harper, I do not think we have met. I am Vlk Mazal.”
I held out my hand. “Jack Harper. And this is my mate, Calvin Smith.”
Cal shook Mazal’s hand, and it was impossible not to notice the way the bodyguard wearing the sling studied Cal.
“What brings you to Prague, Mr. Harper?” Mazal sat back in his chair, his elbows resting on the arms, his fingers steepled as he assessed me.
I reached for Cal’s hand, giving his fingers a tight squeeze. “We’re on our honeymoon.”
Mazal smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “Is that all?”
“Yes. We’ve been touring Europe. First Venice and now Prague.”
“Interesting.” He let the word hang, and I squeezed Cal’s hand again when he shifted slightly under Mazal’s perusal. He went stock-still when Mazal leaned forward and placed hisfolded hands on the table. “Mr. Harper, I consider it my personal duty to see to the continued cultural prominence of my city. As such, I pay close attention to who is donating to the city’s museums, businesses, and events, and when I see a name that I do not recognize, my first instinct is to find out more about such a person. But, Mr. Harper, there was nothing to discover about you. So tell me, and be honest this time, what are you doing in Prague?”
The wolf in the sling’s mouth tightened, and he leaned in to whisper something to Mazal, whose attention immediately swung to Cal.
“Or perhaps I am asking the wrong person. Mr. Smith, what is it you are doing in Prague?”
Cal’s hand moved behind his back, but he didn’t make a move to draw his gun.
“What reason do you have to believe we are here for anything other than our honeymoon?”
