Mara
The office was silent. Stunned.
Lacy sat on the floor, slumped, hollow. Defeated. But I couldn’t find sympathy—not for someone who had actively worked to bring down the Nighthorns. Wanting a family back is one thing. Betraying your own to make it happen is another. She made her choices.
Her story held together, yes—but it was still just that. Her version. We had no way of knowing how much of it was true.
I could feel Alpha Vander’s anger simmering like an open flame. When Lacy mentioned Natasha, it nearly boiled over. Whatever connection Alaric had to Vander’s late wife, it was cutting too close.
I was a bit hungry, so I linked Jason and asked him to have Austin bring me the usual. No one else touched my food—Austin had standing orders. I trusted him. No one else.
“Are we not go
