Run for help

A soft knock on the door interrupted the tense atmosphere, and John entered the room with Sera in tow. "I met Carla, and she said you guys were almost done," he said, his voice uncertain as he glanced around the room.

Darius regarded his mate with a look of love and gestured for him to come closer. John didn't hesitate, moving forward under the intense stare of the rest of the group, until he was next to Darius. The alpha pulled him onto his lap, enveloping him in a comforting embrace. "We are done indeed," Darius murmured softly, gently kissing John's forehead. "Was there something you needed?"

John looked up sheepishly, his eyes meeting Darius's with a mixture of apprehension and vulnerability. "My lynx wants out," he whispered, his voice barely audible.

Darius smiled warmly at John's request, a twinkle of excitement in his eyes. "Let's do it. You never had that pack run when you joined the pack anyway," he remarked, standing up and gently putting John on his feet. He then grabbe