“You don’t engage unless I give the order,” I continued. “You stay behind the initial breach. You do exactly what you’re told, when you’re told.”
“That’s not how this works,” she said, her voice edged now.
“It is if you’re going,” I shot back.
The bond gave another sharp pulse as the tension spiked between us, and for a second, neither of us moved.
Then she bit out a sigh. “Fine,” she said. The word was clipped, her reluctance clear. But at least she’d agreed.
I held her gaze a second longer, making sure she meant it. Then I nodded once. “We’ll leave in two days.”
***
Dark still clung to the sky, the kind that swallowed sound and made movement quieter, sharper. The kind my men were trained for.
Willow rode in the SUV with Caine. I was in the vehicle in front of them. That had been
