"Let the kingdoms burn and secrets fall from the sky, if I can hold you in silence, I have already won."
I pushed open the door to my inner office, the echoes of my silent, hysterical laughter fading into the professional quiet of my sanctuary. The image of Marcus and Juno, my First Beta and his Beta Mate, tangled on the command desk, was still so vivid I had to take a deep breath to steady myself. The sheer chaos of their passion was a hilarious contrast to the political war, and I could not shake the warm, relieved feeling it left behind.
The strategic wing was behind me. The secrets, the assassins, the Shadow Musk, the Triple Bond, and the furniture-testing Beta all were now relegated to the sphere of duty. Now, I am home.
