is I would have done the same thing in the circumstances. That's why I let it go. But I had no choice. I had to tell Lucas. He's the head of Wolven now— my boss—and he was already coming to town to meet with you. He'd have known something was up if I'd tried to lie to him when he cornered me and asked me about local news.”
That stemmed the tears, and curiosity began to beat at her. She'd never actually met Lucas Santiago, but he was legendary, both for his compassion and his ruthlessness. "He was coming here to see me —as the Wolven chief— before any of this happened? Why?”
Will gave another of his fluid shrugs that told more than words could that his wings weren't far beneath his skin. "Honestly, I haven't a clue. They only tell me what they think I need to know. But something big is happening, and it looks like you've fallen into the middle of it." He reached out to ruffle her bangs like he would to a kid sister. "I promise you I'll be here for you, though. I'll do everything I can to reduce your sentence. Maybe you'll just lose a strip of hide.”
She nodded shakily but actually felt some of the tension ease from her. "Yeah. I've had that done. It's not pretty, and it hurts, but anything I can heal from is infinitely better than H and H.”
Will nodded and filled a water glass before sitting down across from her at the table where the staff normally ate. "I've known Lucas for years, and he's not one to overreact. The parabio isn't fond of killing alphas in the worst of circumstances—actually I like the thought of him as the chief in that regard. Fiona has a temper on her. She'll do a head-and-heart execution without much more than the word of the field agent. But Lucas is a detail man. He'll pore through the file and consider every alternative first.”
"Glad you approve." Cara and Will both looked up, startled, to see a casually dressed Latino leaning in the open doorway, looking amused. She was definitely going to have to get her ears checked, but at least Will hadn't noticed him come in, either.
Will didn't so much redden as darken, all the way down to his collar. He stood up in a rash and stepped back, nearly at attention. "Sorry, Lucas. Didn't mean to tell tales out of school.”
The older man waved it off and stepped in the room, his sweeping gaze taking in every corner.
"No. It's good to hear what my agents think of me from time to time. Keeps me centered." He flicked lightly glowing golden eyes to Will as he grabbed a chair, spun it around, and straddled it. The worn, nearly white jeans stretched taut enough to reveal heavily muscled thighs. It made Cara realize he wasn't just an administrator who'd be sitting in a chair while running the agency. He gave a small snort and shook his head. "Jeez, would you loosen up a little, Kerchee? We've known each other too long for you to believe all the press about me. I mean…the bad stuff, sure—but all that good, honorable, warm and fuzzy crap?" His face remained serious, but his eyes were twinkling. From the corner of her eye, she caught Will's grin just as raw, powerful magic flowed in a wave from Lucas and swirled around her. It made her skin itch and her throat tighten. She rubbed her fingers together, trying to get the feeling back in them, waiting nervously for those eerily bright eyes to lock on hers again.
"Ms. Salinas, I've spent a good part of the morning considering what to do about your actions last night. I understand why you acted as you did, but it was still wrong. Under the circumstances, however, it would do more harm than good to inflict a suitable punishment, so I'm giving you a pass this time." He gave her a long, dangerous look. "Don't do it again.”
Cara let out the breath she'd been holding. She would've said something to reassure him that she understood, but she was interrupted by the sound of the restaurant door opening. A delighted low tenor from the doorway made her turn her eyes away from Lucas, but she couldn't see