"Take your hand off my waist before someone mistakes this for a victory celebration."
The words slipped past my lips the moment the doors of our private holding suite clicked shut, sealing us off from the chaos of the tribunal hall.
However, I didn't step away from him. And sadly, I couldn't. The crash of adrenaline leaving my bloodstream after the event made my knees wobble, and Diego’s palm resting against my hip had been the only thing keeping me upright.
"In a way, it's a victory." Diego's grip tightened just enough to draw my back against his chest. "You stood before the council and dismantled the Grey family with three sentences, 'I am home.' I'm not letting you go just because your knees are trembling."
"My knees are just fine." I turned within the circle of his arm to face h
