Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder)

Chapter 302

Xena's POV

"We're going to Wiley's abandoned factory tomorrow afternoon to inventory his weapons stockpile. We'll split those weapons between us," Logan said, looking at Ryder and me.

I nodded, my body still aching from the battle. The adrenaline was wearing off, leaving behind exhaustion that seemed to seep into my bones.

Ryder responded, "Alright. What about Martha?"

"I'll go check on her condition when I get back. We'll interrogate her tomorrow morning. I'm too tired right now, but thankfully everything's finally over." Logan's voice carried the weight of everything we'd been through.

"Ryder and I will come find you after our morning meeting. We'll interrogate her together. I'm really curious about who exactly let her out..." I glanced at Ryder, his expression serious and focused.

Logan nodded in agreement. "If you need transportation, there are trucks available. If not, please follow your respective Alphas back to our pack. You'll be assigned rooms. Get some good rest tonight."

"Those going to Boneash Pack, we'll meet in the conference room at 9 AM tomorrow morning to discuss some different matters. Please be on time. I'll make sure there are clear signs posted," Ryder announced. Everyone nodded in agreement.

got into cars and settled in. No one took the trucks, so I assumed they all had their own transportation. Only when everyone was in their vehicles did we get in our car

followed behind us as we slowly pulled out, making sure everyone kept up. Most of our

at the front door, directing our members to bring the new members to the pack house dining room for dinner. Ryder and

carefully observed each new member's face. Some looked nervous, some were obviously still processing trauma. But there were also glimmers of hope. They were beginning to

settled, with all members gathered in the dining room enjoying dinner. I glimpsed several women posting signs for the conference room. Ryder had already sent out a massive mind link, telling all pack members to attend

of stories being shared-tales of rescue, of fear finally giving way to relief. Ama

me as we

"It's going to take time,

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at one of the tables, picking at her food while watching everyone else

nodding toward her. "She's going to need extra attention. She's

watching."

Ama knows.

had been rescued were already playing with our pack's younger

appeared at my elbow, looking tired but satisfied. "Final count