The Alpha Queen and her Human Mate
he murmured.
“They always do,” Raven replied softly.
In the courtyard, her warriors and Thorne’s wolves stood together, weapons in hand, lines of tension etched into their faces. Loki adjusted a crossbow over his shoulder, Luca checking the barricades one final time.
Nico stood near the children, a blade strapped awkwardly to his hip, Maya clutching his hand, eyes wide but dry.
“You stay with them,” Raven told Nico, resting a hand on his shoulder.
“I will,” Nico promised, his jaw set.
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