Chapter 0822 "All right," Rafe snaps, nodding to Mark. "Anything else, Luca?"

"Um, just this missive," Luca says, reaching for a pink scrap of paper on the desk. "From that Hank guy - letting your mom know that he's coming in via helicopter tomorrow with a report on The Community - that place Jackson is from. He says he's hoping he'll be able to have an audience with her, but he

understands if she's busy."

Rafe rolls his eyes a little and takes the piece of paper. "I can't believe Hanks asking for that at a time like this," he murmurs, tucking it into his pocket. "But mom will make space for him. She always does."

He turns away, waving to Mark to come with.

"Rafe!" Luca calls out behind him as the Sinclair boys move towards the door.

Rafe sighs, but turns.

"Please," Luca says, holding out a pleading hand. "Can we talk? I'm - I'm so sorry, man -"

"You know, things might have been different," Rafe interrupts, harsh. "If you'd been there on that

battlefield? If you'd been holding her hand, like Jackson was?" Rafe shakes his head, anger welling in him.

Luca takes a deep breath, dropping his eyes and leaning hard against the desk in front o fhim.

comes back, alive and safe," Rafe snaps, turning away. "Until

strides from the

Because...even though Rafe is right, Mark's wolf scratches at the dirt of his soul, urging

have prevented

Mark turns to follow Rafe, knowing that even if he is being

you soon, Luca," Mark calls to the boxer as he

too, Mark," Luca murmurs. After a second of standing very still he sighs, getting back to work. Gabriel shifts us back into the hallway outside my door, which

as Gabriel strides across the room and tosses me hard on the

Ariel," Pippa moans, dashing immediately for

"You will leave my Luna where she is, Pippa," Gabriel snarls. "Especially considering that it was

snarls, stepping forward and grabbing Gabriel's arm, hauling him away. "That is my fucking Luna, who is carrying my

on the bed and pushing myself back so that my back is against the cushions and the headboard. "Leave Pippa out of

wrapping her up in his

my eyes. "You thought that you could go flitting around the castle as much as you wanted, and that as long as caught you running

I know you

else you'd never

curse my grandmother for giving me a mate who's

my plans. God, couldn't she at least have

time," Gabriel growls, leaning closer and raising his hand, the threat to strike me real. I lean away,

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