"I talked with John," Dylan said, looking directly at Blake.
"I was just waiting for you to come because I know none of them have the authority. I want my mate released," Blake demanded, his voice firm and unyielding.
Christy had gotten up and was now standing right behind me. I had expected her to move closer to Blake, but she chose to stand nearer to me instead, which I found strange, though I didn't question it.
"John's mate will be fine in a few days," Dylan continued as if Blake hadn't spoken.
When Dylan mentioned Lilly, Blake’s hardened features softened for a moment. He cared about what had happened to Lilly, but not enough to let it come at the expense of losing his mate.
"That's good to hear," Blake responded.
"John is my third in command, and he has always been loyal
