“Okay, I’m on my way.” Rowan hung up on his Beta, putting the phone inside his inner jacket pocket, mind linking his driver to the new destination as he gently squeezed his mate’s hand.
The town car parked outside the pack house, but neither Rowan nor Alicia moved. “I’m sorry, I have to go. There are… urgent issues I need to deal with.”
More specifically, the issues regarding humans and their newly advanced weaponry. He wouldn’t tell Alicia this, though; it would only worry her.
“I understand,” Alicia smiled back at him, hand going to the door handle and frowning when it wouldn’t open. Rowan smirked, opening his door and rounding the car, ignoring those around the house, who stopped to see the Bloody Claw Alpha opening the door for his mate.
Alicia blushed hard, accepting Rowan’s hand
