Brandon
The door opens and I jolt up. Luther walks in and I see how tired he looks. He walks over to the bed, and that weary expression is still plastered on his face "Hey," he breathes out exasperatedly.
I rest my back on the headboard as he looks at me with his whole heart. "Hey," I reply, unsure how his meeting with his brother went.
"How did it go?" I manage.
Luther sits down beside me and takes my hand, his grip tight with tension. "Blade is on board, but he's not thrilled about working with werewolves. He's agreed to support us, but he's wary of the alliance."
I nod, understanding the complexities of Blade's personality. He may not be the easiest ally, but he's certainly a powerful one. "We'll make it work," I say, trying to reassure Luther. "We have to if we want to survive."
Luther gives me a small smile, his eyes softening. "I know. I just wish it didn't have to be so damn difficult."
