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.

snaps, turning away. "Until then, I don't have a god damn thing to say

from

Rafe is right, Mark's wolf scratches at the dirt of his soul, urging him to realize

it truly have prevented Ariel from

Rafe, knowing that even if he is being unfair, Rafe is still his brother. And his allegiances, always, are with

soon, Luca," Mark calls to the boxer as

still he sighs, getting back to work. Gabriel shifts us back into the hallway outside my door, which is bustling with

as Gabriel strides across the room and tosses me hard on

moans,

his arm. "You will leave my Luna where she is, Pippa," Gabriel snarls. "Especially considering that it was you who let

dare touch Pippa," Elias snarls, stepping forward and grabbing Gabriel's arm, hauling him away.

snarl at Gabriel, sitting up on the bed and pushing myself back so that my back is against the cushions and the headboard. "Leave Pippa out

Pippa, wrapping her up in his arms,

flitting around the castle as much as you wanted, and that as long as caught you running around the exterior fence in the Dark

know you

else you'd never have gotten to that

grandmother for giving me a mate who's not only completely evil but smart enough

plans. God, couldn't she at least have been cool

the threat to strike me real. I lean away, genuinely afraid, my hand going to my jaw. Because if he hits it again –

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