RonanGideon Cross argued about his weapons for seven fucking minutes.We stood beyond the northern entrance to the main courtyard, Caine warriors lining the stone walls on either side. Maeve stood at my right. Theron stood several feet behind us with Tyson. Cassian and Torin waited near the gate.Lena Cross hadn't argued once. She'd surrendered a knife from her belt, another from her boot, and a small blade hidden beneath her sleeve without complaint. Gideon apparently believed rules existed for everyone except him."I came under negotiation," he said."You came into my territory.""I am an Alpha.""So am I."His eyes narrowed. I smiled. "And unlike you, I'm standing in mine."Cassian coughed. Poorly hidden amusement.Gideon's hand remained on his sword. My patience ended. "You have two choices. Surrender every weapon and enter, or turn around and leave."His expression darkened. "Mara's deadline—""Continues whether you're inside my gate or outside it."That finally did it. Slowly,
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