Chapter 8 - Missing Person report

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Meal with Kitsunes

They were shown into the Embassy where they were met by the Representative and his assistant, "Good evening Alphas, Seconds, and everyone else. He knew their ranks but it was almost silly to use all of them. I wish to congratulate the two of you for finding you are mates. New matings are always grounds for celebration. I'm Kei Mori but please call me Kei. This is my assistant Hiriko Nakano. Come, please, the food is almost ready and we've laid in enough for all of you." He waved them in before smiling at his guard, "He would like to search you for weapons but I told him it wasn't worth the hassle. Wolves are weapons and especially at your ranks."

Adam laughed, "We do have some weapons, disarm everyone. We can pick them up when we leave." He started pulling a number of knives and other items out and pilling them on a tray being held out. He even had to pull more knives, and even some bear spray and a taser out of Charlie's pack while he was at it. He commented to Zane, "I'm glad we left the packs behind, or this poor guard wouldn't be able to carry it all."

Zane snorted slightly as he started pulling a number of knives out. As he was doing that Melody and Simone were also pulling various items out. When Kat started pulling things out he had to stare, "Where the hell... Uh, I might need to strip search you later to figure out where you hid all that stuff." By the time all was said and done there was a very nice pile of weapons on the tray.

Jonah was staring as Melody was pulling things out, "Damn but I feel safe with you now." She had told him she was an Enforcer but he didn't really understand what that meant. By the time everyone had removed everything he was staring at the tray, "Not going to ask."

Melody gave him a light kiss, "Protecting Adam and Brook is part of our jobs. If something happened to either, it would damage the pack in ways you can't imagine right now. This is how we do it." She didn't mention she would die before letting anyone get to Adam or Brook. She knew everyone else felt the same and they would take a great deal of killing before anyone got to their Alphas.

Kei couldn't help but flash a brief smile at his guard as the knives and other weapons came out, "You didn't need to, but I appreciate the willingness to disarm." He could feel his guard frowning as he wondered what other weapons they hadn't pulled out, "Now come, we will sit, relax, and have some tea before the meal is served."

Hiniko moved forward, "This way please." Since everyone was mated she didn't wrap an arm around anyone. She simply flicked her tails as she and Kei turned and lead them to a lounge where they could have something to drink before the meal, "What would everyone like?"

"Lemonade, please." Adam requested.

The others called their drinks of choice out and Hiniko couldn't help but grin at Adam, "Mike's Lemonade? We have some if you want." She couldn't help but tease Adam for a moment before she ordered the drinks.

Adam sighed, "I never had a taste for alcohol, even before being turned. I lost the taste for pop when I was turned, but gained the taste for coffee."

Kei waved them to some seats, "Part of the reason I invited you to dinner is because you are working with the Silver Orca and Silver Fox industries. They used to be distant members of our clan but have since become their own clan. We keep in contact and occasionally have matings between the clans. This is simply an informal meeting to say hello. We do know you have extensive contact with the Folician's and we've opened communications with them as well." The drinks were brought in and handed out as he was talking.

Adam nodded, "More of, they came out to us, shortly after we came out. It seemed that our presentation was the most publicized, and we have almost become the face of all Weres." He sighed, "I never wanted that sort of publicity, although the nearby town has grown, and has much more tourists that comes through, now. It probably was that we were the youngest looking."

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