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Elelira POV

“Can I not convince you to stay here?” Lachlan asks me again, staring at me from across the stables as Cherum readies one of the spare horses for me.

I smiled softly from hearing his voice in my head, but shook my head no. We’ve been over this since Cherum interrupted us and told us of what happened to Nilo, Beretta and the rest of the team being attacked at the border. I am not going to just stay home and do nothing, no matter how much he begs.

“I love you,” I told him to soften the blow.

“Then stay home,” he growls.

“Ah, that’s not how love works.”

I understand his worries. His mother was killed in battle, and he doesn’t want to be left alone again. He doesn’t want to lose me.

I don’t want to lose him either.

I bet that was why his mother fought. She would rather die alongside her mate than have a life without him.

This sounds like a simple rescue mission, though. I'm not staying here and doing nothing.

“You can take charge of the pack in my stead.”

I chuckled