Lucian
The helicopter landed at the base just past midday. The sun was high, and the heat clung to our skin the moment we stepped out.
We’d returned victorious.
Inside the operations room, the television displayed the aftermath of Rockville, the footage from the live stream playing on repeat. Bodies, smoke, devastation. Our message had been received, loud and clear. Packs that had turned their backs on us would be thinking twice now.
I couldn’t help the small smile tugging at the corner of my lips.
Good.
I was ready to get home. To see Mara. To feel her in my arms again. That was the only thing left on my mind.
We loaded into the car, Darian behind the wheel, me in the passenger seat, and Lacy in the back. Getting her into the car had been a task. She resisted, visibly tense, her li
