Selena’s POV
It was the morning news from one of my messengers and it had me shaking with hope. Lucien was off on some pressing territorial matter, which according to the plan I had been formulating for weeks now, presented me with a shining opportunity.
"When does he depart?" I questioned the young omega who brought him the message.
"Within the hour, Lady Selena. He said for you to keep track of Luna while he's gone."
Once the messenger was gone, I pulled out my messaging crystal and sent a prenegotiated signal to those people that were helping me. Three quivering waves of magic, so faint they would go unnoticed by anyone who didn't know what to listen for. The answer appeared in a few minutes—a corresponding pattern that served as confirmation they’d gotten my message and were going
