Aurélie POV
“Fine.”
I nod once, my approval directed squarely at Théo.
“I expect you and Lucas to work together,” I add, deliberately pushing my aura toward Lucas just enough pressure to make the expectation unmistakable.
If I weren’t so desperate to have Dominique back, I wouldn’t allow Théo anywhere near this danger. His mate was pregnant; the stress alone could ripple through their bond. And beyond the threat of whoever was holding my son, there was the quiet, gnawing fear that Lucas might turn on him.
“I’ll prepare some medical packs,” Fabrice offers calmly. “In case you both run into trouble.”
“Really?” Damien scoffs, disbelief etched into his voice as though the idea of Fabrice being genuinely good still offended him.
“With your permission to access the medical centre,” Fabric
