The Luna They Buried
Leah rolled her eyes and pulled a folded piece of paper from her pocket, pressing it into his hands.
His face shifted, paling with each line he read.
"The Alpha would have my head for this," he said, eyes widening.
"As long as she can still bear children afterward," Leah said flatly.
"She can, yes, but—" He never finished. Leah cut him off with a raised hand.
"Since it's possible, I'll be counting on you." She leaned in, pressed a light kiss to his cheek, and walked out without waiting for his answer.
By the time she reached her office, she was humming, a private, giddy little dance in her step. A hand slid over her shoulder from behind. Kiara, her face bright as though she'd just won someth