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“Come on.” I’m desperate to get us the fuck out of here. “We’ll take you to Laken.”

Ranger rolls his eyes. “It’ll be a few minutes. We need to collect the bodies and light the vehicle on fire.”

I wave my hand at Lyra. “I’ll get you settled in the SUV.”

She nods, sliding between Grady and Kane. We head for the vehicle while the others handle the cleanup.

“Can you tell me if they had any allies or another team that might be on the way?”

“Not that I saw.” She folds her arms over her chest. “They wanted Braxton back, so someone would stop blaming them for his disappearance.”

“How did they find you?”

“They snatched me out of the parking garage in Chicago. I was just trying to get back into Laken’s apartment…” She goes on, but I’m starting to see a running theme of taking zero accountability for her actions. Annika started a whole bunch of shit when she ran from the Andrettis, but she also stepped up and tried to make it right as soon as she realized the hell she caused.

I get the feeling Lyra isn’t about to have an ah-ha moment.

I hold open the door to the SUV and nod for her to get in the back row.

Once she does, I take a seat in the middle and turn around to face her.

“I’m sure you’ve been through it. The hard part is that Laken has been too.” I glance around, grabbing the blanket from the floorboard and tossing it in Lyra’s lap. “I think the one thing we can all agree on is that we all care about your sister.”

“Yeah,” she replies, wrapping the blanket around her shoulders. “I guess I should say thank you for saving me.”

“It’s crazy how much you remind me of her.” I laugh. “You’re the first thing she asked about when they dragged her out of that trunk in Boston, and she’s been worried about you ever since.”

“I’m fine.” She shrugs, glancing out the window.

“I’m sure you are, but I think you’ve got to start thinking long-term. Do you really want to scramble at every turn just to survive?”

She scoffs, and it’s pretty clear this conversation is over.

I guess we’ll see what happens.

At least we successfully wiped the final lingering pieces of the Andretti empire off the map.

That’s a win in my book.

Chapter Thirty-Nine

Laken

“Ifeel like I was tricked,” I say, turning away from the window and frowning at Locke.

“They said they would call. It hasn’t even been half an hour,” Locke says, wrapping his forearm around the back of my head as he pulls me to his chest. “You can feel that they’re safe.”

“I know.” I snuggle closer to his armpit with zero shame. He smells like bergamot and citrus. It helps to settle my frazzled nerves. “Does this mean Adair and Kurran backed out of the meeting?”

“Not likely.” Locke moves his hands to my ass and lifts me until I wrap my legs around his rear end.

“Just remember, you’re not shacked up in here alone.” Annika laughs from her spot on the other hotel bed. She sits between her alphas, with her back against the headboard.

Locke quirks an eyebrow. “There’s a bathroom, and it would be a decent distraction.”

I laugh, moving my nose to his throat. “Thank you for trying to boost my spirits.”

“Always, kitten.” He walks us over to the bed next to the bathroom and stretches out. “I know you wanted us to be out there, close to the action, but it’s safer here in the hotel.”

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