**Gabrielle's POV**
We left Lucien's house almost immediately. He commanded the carriages to use the fastest and healthiest horses, and now—here we are, finally in California, where he was stopped, and history seems to be repeating itself.
"I thought we said you're not allowed anywhere near this pack territory," a wolf barked at us, especially targeting Lucien.
"Yes, I agree. But is she?" Lucien pointed to me, and I stepped forward so they could see me clearly.
"She is your White Wolf, your pack diamond—and I am her husband. I should be allowed inside," Lucien asserted, his voice firm. The wolves looked at each other, clearly unsure about what to do.
One of them then finally spoke up, "Um… we should go ask the Alpha if he would accept you," and Lucien shook his head.
"And you expect us to wait? Stand here and wait while you meet with your damn Alpha?" he scoffed.
