"So we bind this promise here, in flesh, so it cannot be broken."
JUNO POV
The King's debrief was supposed to be tactical, cold, and brief. Instead, it ended with a single, searing look from Marcus. "The extraction attempt is set for midnight," Alaric had stated, his jaw tight. Marcus's response was a sharp nod, but his eyes were on me. I was standing with Silas, my pack already tense, the knowledge of the Southern mission heavy in my gut. I was leaving the Keep immediately after Marcus was deployed. This was our final night in the same city, possibly our last night on the same continent. The moment Alaric dismissed us, I was gone. I didn't wait for Marcus to gather his guard; I bolted from the Keep and drove straight to our home, a small, unassuming house on the eastern edge of the capital, chosen for its discretion.
