Chapter Eighty Seven

Xander’s Pov

As her parents venture to the lake for a swim, leaving her momentarily unguarded, I signal Richard to initiate the attack. My warlock abilities enhance my werewolf senses, allowing me to hear the division's uproar, which the parents remain oblivious to due to their distance. I wonder about their choice to stay far from the pack and their newborn.

Pushing aside my thoughts, I stealthily approach my mate's house, going upstairs to retrieve her.

As I ascend the stairs to her room, the connection between us strengthens with each step. The anticipation builds, and when I open the door, she's there, nestled by her ceiba. Holding her in my arms, an overwhelming sense of warmth and tranquility washes over me, almost prompting a pleasurable moan. Being both werewolf and warlock, the intensity of the mating bond amplifies these emotions.

In her embrace, she coos, and a smile graces my lips. Just then, Richard's voice echoes in my mind, updating me on the diversion they've managed i