Graves buried the bodies and they cleaned up the mansion. She sat on the sofa, her mood to continue their lovemaking gone, a frown marring her face as she got lost in thought.
Across from her, Lucas sat with his head lowered, his mood low. This mansion has been compromised, and they can't stay here any longer.
Lucas tried to figure out why his attackers wanted him so badly. The only thing special about him was his immunity to wolfsbane, nothing else. He let out a frustrated sigh, rubbing his brows, feeling mentally drained.
Graves turned to him, her expression softening as she made a decision.
''it's time to call her people.'' she thought, wondering how they had been these eight years. She hadn't made contact with them, and they didn't contact Avery.
It was time to end this once and for all. She was done playing.
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