I spent the last few hours with Zac and Kyle, going over security, possible counterattacks, and discussing when to inform the pack. I have called an emergency meeting for tomorrow morning. Regardless of how this pans out, I don’t want my pack hearing from someone else what had happened.
When I get back to the packhouse, to the suite we’re staying in, Lexi and Molly are sitting in bed eating pizza and watching a kids' movie. I join them, and when we’re all done eating, we cuddle up in bed until Molly falls asleep.
Lexi moves her to the other bedroom in this suite, and then we lay in bed, and I tell Lexi about everything going on. Once she hears about a possible war, she seems pretty concerned.
“Do you regret it?” She frowns.
“Nope!” I admit, while popping the p. "Not at all. The worl
