"Good. Then we have an agreement."
Luna Ava looks between us. "Well. That was remarkably mature for two people with your history."
"Don't get used to it." I push myself to my feet, ignoring Margot's protest that I should rest. "I'm going to check on Serena. The blood bond's been quiet, but I want to make sure she and the baby are okay after all that."
"I'll come with you." Kade starts to follow, then catches himself. "If that's okay."
"It's your pack house. Do what you want."
We walk through corridors being cleaned and repaired by pack workers. The damage from the battle is extensive—broken windows, scorched walls, blood-stained floors. But already, the pack is rebuilding. Coming together to fix what was broken.
Maybe there's a metaphor in that. Maybe not.
The medical wing is quiet.
