CHAPTER 7 Andrea.

As the spies lurked in the shadows watching as the figure discussed with the old man, and took off her veil, revealing herself to be Lady Andrea; they listened in bewilderment as the duo discussed in hushed tones. 'Lord Abercrombie?' she asked puzzled. 'Lord Abercrombie is a werewolf?' Lord Abercrombie, in his late 50s, possessed a rugged handsomeness that seemed to defy the passage of time. His weathered features bore the marks of a life lived fully, with lines etched around his piercing eyes, each telling a story of wisdom and experience. Despite his age, his demeanor exuded an aura of vitality, and his cheerful disposition was infectious to all who encountered him. Standing tall and imposing, Lord Abercrombie commanded attention wherever he went. His stature was not merely physical; it was a reflection of his inner strength and resolve. His deep voice resonated with authority, yet carried a warmth that drew people to him. A pipe was a constant companion, its fragrant smoke cur