*Shutting the door to Lucan's office he was still angry but knew it was a mute point especially with a warrior off grid. He'd make sure his mate understood his concerns for her safety. Shoving his hands deep in his pocket he felt a soft velvet box. Aww damn, Dylan, anniversary, and locked up in their room. High tailing it down the corridor he climbs the stairs two at a time. Running to the end of the hall he stops in front of their quarters. Placing his hand on the crushed knob he hears his mates heartbeat. Feels and smells her closeness* DYLAN, honey, step back. I'm going to bust open the door.
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