Luca studied her face, and Aria wondered how much he could read there. Finally, he sighed. "Fine. But we do this my way."
Relief flooded through her. "Thank you."
"Don't thank me yet." He spread a rough map across the table. "We'll need to be smart about this."
They bent over the map together, their shoulders touching. The familiar scent of him—pine and wild earth—stirred memories Aria had tried to bury. Three years ago, they'd planned hunts together, made love under starlight, dreamed of uniting their packs. Now they plotted a rescue mission with the wreckage of their past strewn between them.
"Emily's estate sits here," Luca pointed. "Surrounded by forest on three sides, river to the east. Guards patrol the perimeter, but there's a weakness here, where the old service road cuts throu
