We arrive home a few hours later. I spent most of the time explaining what happened with Alpha Lucas down in the bunker and telling Killian about all the horribly things Sage had done to him. By the end of it, I was emotionally drained and ready for my own bed.

Most of our people are battered, bruised, and exhausted. We lost a lot of men and women out there, but the numbers weren't nearly as bad as we expected. Twenty Warriors agreed to join our pack, under the stipulation that they'd be the lowest ranking members and would be monitored heavily for the time being.

A majority of our pack members were weary of them and steered clear every time one would walk into the room. I didn't blame them at all, but I still felt a slight pang of sympathy for the Warriors.

They had only been following orders, something they were born and bred to do. I understand it better than anyone.

"What's the matter with you?" Killian huffs.

"What do you mean? I'm a ray of sunshine."

My voice is muffled as I bury my face further into the crook of his neck. His fingers trace mindless patterns down the curve of my bare back.

"You're not, and your puns aren't going to distract me from the fact that something is going on with you."

I grumble incoherently and he sighs in response. He gently rolls us over so that he's leaning over me. The motion pulls the blanket down past his hips. I quirk my eyebrow and lick my lips at the amount of his bare body exposed for my viewing pleasure.

"My eyes are up here, young lady."

He snaps his fingers in my face to pull my attention back to him. We finally make eye contact, but we both refuse to budge.

Nothing is wrong with me. I'm fine. He's just being dramatic, as usual.

Killian squints his eyes at me in mock anger. Of course he was listening to my thoughts.

"Baby, I'm trying to stay out of your head and give you your privacy, but you're starting to worry me. You haven't been yourself since you got back home."

I look up at the ceiling before facing him again. I give in.

"Sage," I groan.

He looks at me like a confused puppy dog. That's obviously not the answer he was expecting.

"Do you always think about other, much older guys when we're naked in bed together?"

I give him my best exasperated look and smack him gently on the chest.

"You asked what was wrong, dumbass. I'm just... upset. About Sage. It wasn't supposed to end like that."

"Wait, you don't feel bad about it, do you? Rey, he was a piece of shit. I get that he was basically a dad to you, but he deserved what he got."

I push Killian away and roll over before sitting up at the edge of the bed. I keep my back to him- it's easier to talk to him this way, when I can't get distracted by his golden eyes or lack of clothing.

"No, it's not that. It's just, I just- I just wanted to be the one to do it. I trusted him more than anything and he had the wool over my eyes all these years. He was a monster and he fucking betrayed me. Who knows how many of my missions helped him kill innocent people. He used me. I wanted to be the one to kill him."

I feel his weight leave the bed and he walks carefully to my side. He kneels down in the front of me, pulling my chin gently so that I look down at him.

"I get it. Trust me, I wanted that glory just as badly as you. He killed my family. I wanted him to suffer. But we have to move on, Rey. We have to make sure nothing like that ever happens again, and that starts with reforming those scumbags on the council that let him get away with all of this. And then we can finally focus on us and our pack."

Our pack. I'm officially the Luna of Killian's pack. It was the last thing on my mind with everything else that happened, but Patrick made sure to remind me every chance he got since we've been back.

Speak of the Devil.

We both turn our heads to the loud banging at the door.

"Hey, do you guys think you could put some clothes on for five minutes and come have breakfast with us? I'm sure the bed frame will greatly appreciate the break," Patrick yells from the other side of the door.

Killian and I roll our eyes at each other, but we both burst into laughter.

It's good to be home.