Dominik
THE TIME WITH WILLOW AND I ALONE IN THE CABIN FEELS LIKE A dream. It only makes reality hit harder and colder when we get back to Dom Volka. I shut off the torrent of feelings coursing through me, focusing instead on everything I need to deal with. I go into my usual "fixer" mode.
Get Willow back to our quarters so she can shower and rest, and send up breakfast for her.
Arrange for her car to be towed (and scrapped, once she can get her stuff out of it).
Call Otaktay, Javier, and Lars to the War Room and let them know what happened with the rogue wolf last night. When I give them instructions to capture, not kill, they exchange glances. "Council law says —" "I'm getting really fucking tired of that phrase," I mutter. Otaktay remains undisturbed. "Law says any rogue that attacks a human needs to be destroyed."
"And he attacked your mate, no less." Lars shakes his head. "I would think you'd be the first in line to put a silver bullet between
his eyes."
