Leah
Cain appeared at Darien's side with a leather folder already thick with notes. “Fourteen disputes. Three urgent. I'll have preliminary reports ready by tomorrow. You also have six more alphas requesting private audiences before they leave.”
“Schedule them.”
“Already done. First one is in an hour.” Cain glanced at me. “Your queen should be present for all of them.”
I raised an eyebrow. “Should I?”
“You're the reason half of them even came.” His expression didn't change, but I could have sworn I caught something warm behind his eyes. “They watched you sit through that command without flinching. Do you understand what that means to them?”
I hadn't thought about it. I'd been so focused on Darien that I hadn't considered what the room had seen. Every wolf on their knees. Every alpha
