Seraphine expected Voren to be busier due to his new position, the weight of the crown, the endless responsibilities, the constant demands on his time. But something sat heavy in her chest, a cold knot of unease that refused to loosen.
She whispered back, her voice barely audible over the hum of the chopper blades. "Are you going against Alpha Jaron? Shouldn’t we inform Liah first?"
Voren cared for Liah’s feelings. He truly did. But he couldn’t bring himself to feel guilty about what he was about to do. Alpha Jaron was more of a threat than an asset to their race and needed to be taught a lesson, the kind of lesson that would echo through the generations.
"Please do so on my behalf, my queen." His voice was soft but firm. "I’m using wolf form and will not have a phone with me."
The moment Seraphine nodded, Voren texted the outlanders, his fingers moving quickly across the screen. ’Get me clothes. I’m coming.’
Then he handed the phone to Seraphine, got down from the chopper, and instructed the pilot to take off. The rotors spun faster, the machine lifting into the air, and Voren watched it disappear into the clouds before turning and walking into the darkness.
In the chopper, Seraphine took deep breaths, steadying herself. She mind linked Corvine, her thoughts clear and calm. ’Can we exchange seats?’
Feeling that Seraphine wanted to have a girls’ chat, Corvine readily agreed. ’Sure.’ He rose from his seat and moved to the back, settling beside Vladimir’s empty chair.
As soon as Seraphine sat beside Liah, she pressed the hand of the latter comfortingly, her touch warm and reassuring. "I hope you understand that your new position robs you of thinking with your heart but rather your brain and logic."
Liah was not dumb. She knew Seraphine was up to something. The tension in her shoulders, the careful way she chose her words. "I admit I’ll need a lot of training for this position." Her voice was steady but quiet. "The Grimroot pack is huge, blessed with highly intelligent and strong warriors."
Knowing your weakness was the only way of being better, so Seraphine had hopes. "Alright. Your father has become a threat to—"
"Don’t." Liah’s voice was low, her eyes glassy with unshed tears. "Voren already gave me a chance when I pleaded for him, and even I could not stop my father from going the wrong way." She swallowed hard, her throat tight.
"One bad nut must be removed for the safety of many. Yeah, it hurts." Her voice cracked, but she steadied it. "But the right thing should be done. I’ll have my brother look out for my mom."
Seraphine heaved a sigh of relief. Liah seemed to be adjusting to her role fast enough, and Seraphine could tell it all stemmed from her earlier meeting with all the Lunas.
"I’m glad you are open-minded. There is no need for me to be here anymore. I will give Corvine back his seat."
Liah pressed her hand to hers, her grip firm. "No need. Please stay here." Her voice dropped, almost a whisper. "Honestly, I’m nervous."



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