His gaze flicked down, and a playful glint lit up his face as he took in the sight of me wearing nothing but his shirt.
“I’d show you just how grateful I am right now,” Lucian said with a grin, eyes dark with heat, “but we’ve got a helicopter to catch.”
I laughed, still wrapped in the warmth of his arms.
“There are transports waiting,” he added. “Everyone’s being flown back to Mooncrest.”
I nodded, then asked, “So what now?”
“What needs to be done,” he replied, his tone shifting to business. “Rowan and Darian went ahead of us. I’ve issued arrest warrants for all the Alphas who backed Alaric and pulled their military support. They’ll be sentenced this evening—in front of everyone, in the sentencing hall.”
He placed a firm hand on my shoulder. His eyes met mine.
“It’s time to take bac
