Three days had passed since Lilith's disappearance.
Three days of peace, of healing, of *hope*. The wolves who'd sided with Marcus had been dealt with—some exiled, some forgiven, all watched carefully. The pack was slowly mending. The vampire council had sent word that Marcus would face their justice. And for the first time in weeks, Lena could breathe.
But peace, she was learning, came with its own challenges.
"You're pushing yourself too hard." Kael's voice came from the doorway of their cabin. Lena sat at the small table, surrounded by maps and notes—planning, always planning.
"I'm being careful." She didn't look up. "There's a difference."
"Is there?" He crossed to her, gently closing the book she'd been reading. "You've been at this for hours. You need rest."
"I'll rest when I'm
