87 The Black Brothers can be anything.

Luke

*A few hours before *

"Alpha Luke of Cayon Moon Pack, King of Perdio Castle." The caller, who I had assumed to be Vidin's Prince Heir, Silas, called out my name and my title, shocking me beyond imagination. I blinked my eyes in wonder before they glanced at Valerie, who was laying her head on my chest, sleeping soundly. 

How did the Vidin's Prince recognize me, and why was he calling Valerie? 

"Prince Silas?" I countered, revoking any impression of shock from my voice, and then asked. "Are you acquainted with the Black Brothers of the West?" I asked, even though it wouldn't make sense how he had found me.

"So you are a celebrity now? I never considered that option." Prince Silas's voice sounded in my head and I couldn't help but feel like it was a bit similar to Jasper's. The youngest brother of the Black Brothers. "He couldn't possibly be the Prince Heir of Vidin Kingdom, right?" I mind linked to Fuzzy Gray, and he scoffed before replying.