I’m behind on getting the secondary characters’ page set up with photos and bios so you’ll just have to meet them here until I get caught up. Today, I managed to snag Romulus Jones, the alpha of the Jones werewolf pack and he’s… *blinkblink* I’m not quite sure what your relationship with Caleb is, Mr. Jones.
Mister? Just call me Rom, darlin’. Everyone in the Jones pack is related by blood or marriage. I s’pose you could say the pup an’ me are cousins, of a sorts.
You decided to send him to live with Mathias and basically grow up as Sade’s pet, since she didn’t realize he was a werewolf. Can you tell us why?
Sure. Caleb was an orphan. Granny Bea had her hands full watchin’ all the young’uns even with their folks to ride herd on ’em. When Mathias asked fer a favor, who was I t’say no? Never hurts to have a master vampire who owes you a favor.
But why Caleb?
Cuz I figured Caleb would be a smart one. Most wolf packs are sorta…insular. We don’t cotton much to folks outside our society. That’s gonna cause us shit one o’these days so Caleb was sorta…what’d’ya call it?
A pilot program?
Yeah. Like that. He fits right in now. With humans. Other magicks. It’s a good thing.
You appeared early on in Sade’s life, Rom. Can you tell the readers what was going on?
*spit* Damn fae. They kept snatchin’ ‘er and takin’ ‘er to Vegas. Under the rules of the last treaty, Mathias couldn’t go chargin’ in t’get ‘er back. But I could. I could sniff ’em out. An’ then, if I couldn’t steal ‘er back, Mathias sent Roman. Ain’t nobody in their right mind argues with a gargoyle Sentinel.
Yeah, Roman can seem a bit…intimidating. I’ll throw the floor open to our readers now. Any of you have questions for Rom? You will answer them, right?
Well sure, li’l lady. I’ve got nothin’ else goin’ on t’day. Y’all ask away.
Anybody have questions?