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Luciano's POV

I was going over my pack's security detail with Cross yet for some reason, all I could think about was Arabella. Last night felt different. Different from any other thing we had done together. I wanted to get it off my mind but the more I tried to dismiss it, the more firmly entrenched it became.

"Alpha, what about the borders?"

Cross's voice brought me back to reality. I had drifted off mid-speech. Perfect. As though I was still a hormonal teenager who'd just discovered sex for the first time only this was way different from that. Save from the fact that I was no longer a teenager, it wasn't just the sex because when I woke up this morning and saw, and held her in my arms, I had felt something strange that I still couldn't quantify.

"The Creoles will want to start off skirmishes with us here, here and here." I pointed to the locations on the map I held. "We do not know their plans so try to capture at least one of their commanding attacking officers, maybe he'll be ab