“Are you ok?” Hades turned when the door finally closed behind them. His chest rising and falling from the exertion of running with her in his arms.
Thing had gotten out of hand quickly. The smell of blood, the rush of battle had over taken hades and he had almost missed the sound of the approaching guard.
The royal guard.
His own guard.
If he had been caught there , sneaking out like a thief in the night, brawling with his own people over a stolen omega it would have been all over.
Luckily Arran had a good head on his shoulder. “Go, I’ll deal with this. Just take her and go.”
Hades hadn’t even asked the younger man
How he planned on explaining a brawl just outside the palace, he had every faith in his commander. He had just gathered Blair info his arms and ran.
That had been to
