Lucy had finished another lengthy planning session with Luna Samia the following morning. She did not require twenty-four hours' rest after all. Now she hoped to relax with a good book until supper in the Alpha's suite with Jace and his mother, an invitation from Samia that could not be refused. This would be the first time seeing him since her unsettling visit to the clinic, and she would need her wits about her not to nail him to the wall. Luna Samia offered her apologies, not for her son’s intent, but for the manner of his execution. Samia also promised to help through any awkwardness. Samia was becoming one of Lucy’s surprising, and only, confidants.
Lucy walked into the lounge on the first floor of the packhouse. One wall was covered floor to ceiling with shelves of books and ladder
