Evander That my Lycan and I were fuming was putting it mildly, and I could feel through our bond that my Brother wasn’t doing any better. The Council is quick in telling Umayza she will not be sentenced for attacking her Luna, and she releases a sigh of relief. I don’t understand why some Lycans or Werewolves can be this depraved. The leaders of Bright Moon Pack are really a fry short of a happy meal, and I want to knock some sense into them. Knowing there will be an investigation makes me feel a little better, but not by much. Council-member Dayanah asks Umayza what she wants to do, and Umayza tells the Council she wants to train to be an Assassin just like her Father—to help the Council get justice for those who can’t get it themselves. "Umayza, the Council grants you your request. Please call your Father and ask him to report to the Academy as soon as he can. We can use someone with his experience here," Council-member Dayanah says. Soon after that, we say our goodbyes to the Council-members. Umayza looks exhausted, and Conri asks her if she wants to call her Father tonight or tomorrow when we are on our way to the Academy. She opts for the next day as she is struggling to keep her eyes open. Conri guides her to her bedroom as I get some sodas for Conri and myself. I am proud of Umayza for telling her story to the Council. I can only imagine what it was like growing up in a Pack like that, and I am glad Conri and I grew up in a Pack that values its members. Before I can let my mind wander to White Crescent Pack, Conri walks back into the room. "She was asleep before she hit the pillow," he says with a smile on his face. "I am glad we grew up in White Crescent Pack. Alpha Atlas was a good and fair Alpha, and Luna Anthea was so sweet. I know Amarah has some big shoes to fill, but I know she will be an excellent Alpha." Before I can reply, Conri’s phone starts ringing. When he sees the caller-ID, he puts it on speaker. "Captain, to what do we owe this pleasure?" Conri asks, and Captain Armand tells us he and the rest of our Squad will meet us outside the Pack’s territory. "Knowing a male is after Umayza made Council-member Boaz contact me to come up with a plan to get her safely to the Academy, and Theron has come up with a solid plan. We need clothes that smell like her to put in our SUVs before we all drive away.There is a fork in the road miles from the Pack that leads in four different directions, and that is where we will all split up to see if we can get rid of him. We will keep in touch by phone, and hopefully you guys can get Umayza to the Academy without further problems," Armand says. Conri tells him he will take care of the clothes they will need. He walks out of the living room, and after I have agreed on our meeting time, I disconnect the call. I stand in front of the window, staring at nothing in particular as Conri walks back into the room. He tells me that he put her clothes under her sheets. "I left a set on a chair in her room for her to wear tomorrow, and the rest will be divided over the other SUVs. I really hope this will work—I would hate for that idiot to get his hands on her," Conri says. As my Lycan roars in my head, his Lycan roars out loud. "I am going to give Armand her little red dress," he says with a smirk on his face, and I groan as the image of Umayza in that outfit pops into my head. My Lycan has a smirk on his face as he says, "Something to picture when you have to take care of yourself." I groan again as I quickly block him. It is near midnight when Conri decides to go to the bedroom to get some shut-eye, and I will stand guard for the next few hours. I am still standing in front of the window when I smell the most delectable scent I have ever smelled, and as I look outside, I see the moon at its highest peak. "Mate, Mate, Mate," my Lycan shouts in my head, and I walk towards the front door to see if I can find the source. But Conri softly muttering "Fuck" pulls my attention towards him. He is standing in front of the room Umayza is sleeping in, and I see him sniffing the air, indicating that our Mate is in there. Fuck, indeed—as Umayza is only seventeen, and it will take a year before she can tell that we are her Mates. Conri walks towards me as he is shaking his head, and I follow him into the living room. "Evander, what are we going to do?" he asks, and I have no answer for him. "Evander, she is our Mate, and she is not of age yet. I don’t know if I can control Kane and... What are we going to do, Evander?" Conri is in a real panic, and I am right there with him. I know a few males who had found their Mate who was underaged, and they had nearly lost it a few times before they could claim them—but they only had to wait a few weeks at most. "Conri, let’s see what tomorrow brings before we make any decisions," I say to him, and I hope we can figure this out without exposing ourselves to Umayza.