Later that evening…
Talia plopped on the bed and stared at the ceiling while thinking about the events from the last few hours.
She was Damon's Luna now, and she could feel the Dark Howlers pack.
The fair mixer was a big success, with almost one hundred new mates reported across various packs. Talia was looking forward to finding out the final numbers tomorrow.
Yasmin had her babies, and their family of four reached the Midnight Guardians pack safely.
Overall, it was a successful evening, so why was she feeling uneasy?
"What are you thinking?" Damon asked while sliding on the bed next to Talia.
So many things. "I am thinking that we should speed up dealing with the Guardians. Yasmin doesn't deserve a future where she needs to hide with her children." And it was not just hiding; it was about a lifetime of living in fear of being kidnapped, used, brainwashed, enslaved, and many other horrible things.
