Reagan's head moved in a firm negative, his eyes resolute. He was determined to resolve this crisis on his own and wouldn't cease his efforts until he had returned his beloved mate back to her normal state.
Amelia, on the other hand, was a whirlwind of raw aggression. Her body thrashed and squirmed with a desperate intensity that spoke of her desire to eliminate anyone who dared interfere with her plans. Those very interlopers were not far from them now, their intentions clear as day.
"Get them out of here!" Reagan's order echoed through the tense air, directed at his two top lieutenants when another surge of fury washed over him through their shared bond. His mate's intentions were clear as crystal at that moment, and it made him realize the importance of ensuring everyone else's safet
