THEO It was a beautiful sight to wake up next to my mate and Luna in our own home. It felt great to wake up next to her in our suite, but that did not compare to now. That had been a place that existed before her. This home existed because of us. It was a great distinction to me. I placed a featherlight kiss to her head before slipping out of bed. As quietly as possible, I threw on some shorts before heading downstairs to the kitchen so that I could make her breakfast. There was nothing on the schedule for today, so I wanted her to get the chance to sleep in. Brynn was a hard worker, one that could rival me at times. That was definitely saying something because I lived and breathed my duties to my packmates. It was always what brought me the most solace in life. Now, I had a mate who definitely surpassed any solace my position could ever give me. I was not the best chef out there, but I might have been taking lessons in private so that I could learn to cook for her. That was a secr

BRYNN “Can we fully move into our home once we get done with this mission?” I asked Theo as he locked the suite’s door. “Absolutely. I was actually going to suggest what could be done about the Alpha suite. What if we gave it to Sebastian and Lucinda?” he asked me. I stopped walking down the stairs and turned to him, wanting to truly see his expression. There was no hesitation or grimace in it at all. There was just appreciation for the amazing friend that Sebastian had been to me all my life. He knew that it was not easy for me growing up, but Sebastian had been my rock through it all. “That’s an amazing and thoughtful gesture. I’m sure they would truly appreciate it. Can we tell them before we leave?” I asked, bouncing with excitement. He chuckled and nodded, placing a kiss to my temple. My mate was feeling all kinds of smug that he was able to make me so happy. ‘I’ll make sure to show you just how happy you made me at the hotel, my sexy Alpha god,’ I purred. The surge of lust

BRYNN I had never been more appreciative of the training my father put me through than I was during this scouting trip. He taught me everything he knew about tracking, and it certainly came in handy here. It also helped that my skills were tested against the Elites, our pack’s best warriors. That was what gave me the ability to spot footprints and blood in areas that would normally be overlooked. My mate sent his pride, encouragement, and love down the bond. I was glad to have him beside me throughout all of this because he was the only thing that kept my panic down to a manageable level. There was an oppressive feeling in the air, but it seemed to be that I was the only one who could sense it. There was something very wrong going on here. I just hoped and prayed that it would not come back to bite us in the ass. Rachel, my father’s cousin, was being held prisoner by these Neanderthals. Her gift of stealth was exactly how they were able to go from place to place essentially undetec

**This chapter will contain graphic depictions of torture interrogation. I will place oo..oo..oo before and after it so that you can skip that part if it might be triggering.** THEO The protectiveness and fury radiating through our bond was a bit concerning when it was mixed with the pacing that my mate was currently doing from one side of my office to the other. We had come in this morning because we would be interrogating the prisoners now that everyone was back. Mike and Tris were facilitating practice in our absence. ‘Do you know what the fuck is going on in her head? Should we be concerned?’ Jackson asked me. ‘No fucking idea. She’s feeling protective and furious,’ I answered honestly with a shrug. I understood where her emotions were coming from, but that did not mean I had a fucking clue what she had been thinking about for the past ten minutes while she paced. With a nod to herself, she turned around and eyed me with an intense look. It had me wondering if I had done or

THEO I knew that my mate needed time alone, so I was not upset at all when she said that Moira wanted to go for a run alone. Brynn was a lot like me when it came to dealing with shit. Some people were emotional. Others would talk to others about what troubled them. Brynn and I did neither of those things. We sought solitude so that we could work through it on our own before coming back to share. I had felt her worry through the bond after we had left the cells. I pushed it aside for the time being, knowing that she would open up when she was ready. Then I figured out where the worry came from during the call with the Council. She had been worried about how I would feel about what she did to the dickless bastard. Was it wrong of me to say that I felt lust for the way she got him talking? That I felt lust as she held his life in the palm of her hands. She exuded extreme dominance while she made him pay for what he did to Danica and potentially others. She held a righteous fury, and i