Thorne had gone back to his room to return his documents and pick up clothing to spend the night in Ember’s wing. He hoped Darius and his men would reach the Valley before any trafficking faction took advantage of the refugees.
He released a deep breath, realizing he needed to brainstorm better methods of housing them and integrating them into his pack for their own protection and his peace of mind. Soon, he would have to address them as their Alpha, something he hadn’t done since he first started his acts of heroism.
As he stepped into the dimly lit room, his eyes immediately settled on Serene. For the first time since her return, she wasn’t wearing lingerie in his room. He froze, taken aback by her candid manner. Without a word, he walked to the closet to pick out his clothes.
“You do
