Whisper could lead the team if she wanted to. She didn't. She could let Red Wolf handle himself. He was strong enough, brave enough.

He was hers, and she wasn't going to lose someone who belonged to her ever, ever again.

Red Wolf sighed as he leaned back on the bed pillows and ran his hands through his hair. "I could handle the warrant," he said, a little biting, a little frustrated. "Legally, they can't interrogate me for what I did as a team operative."

Whisper just looked at him until he finally looked up at her. "Queen protects king."