Chapter 11: Safe
**Marcus's POV**
I carried Lily to our quarters, her small body tucked carefully against my chest, her face buried in the crook of my neck. She hadn't said a word since we left the pack hall twenty minutes ago, just clung to me while silent tears soaked through my shirt.
The tribunal had drained her completely. I could feel her exhaustion through the mate bond—a bone-deep weariness that went beyond physical tiredness. She'd stood in front of the entire pack, relived her worst traumas, and watched as justice was finally served. It had taken everything she had.
"Almost there," I murmured as I climbed the stairs to the family wing. "Just a little farther."
Lily made a small sound of acknowledgment but didn't lift her head. Her fingers were twisted in my shirt like she wa
