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.

away. "Until then,

strides from the

the door, worried and torn. Because...even though Rafe is right, Mark's wolf scratches at the dirt of his soul, urging him to realize that somehow Rafe is being

truly have prevented Ariel

one - Mark turns to follow Rafe, knowing that even if

soon, Luca," Mark calls to the

the hallway outside my door, which is bustling with people. Gasps echo around

the room and tosses me hard

moans, dashing immediately

"You will leave my Luna where she is, Pippa," Gabriel snarls. "Especially

grabbing Gabriel's arm, hauling him away. "That is

is against the cushions and the headboard. "Leave Pippa out of this," I

her up in his

Ariel,” Gabriel snarls, stepping closer to me and leaning over the bed to glare into 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 around the

I know

you'd never have gotten to that

mate who's not

God, couldn't she at least have been cool and given

have embarrassed me for the last time," Gabriel growls, leaning closer and raising his hand, the threat to strike me real. I lean away, genuinely afraid, my hand going to my jaw. Because if he hits it

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