LANCE'S POV

I'm seated in my living, discussing with my Beta on how to prepare my soldiers for war when Reed walks in with an eternal frown masked on his face.

He comes over to me and bows down slightly without uttering a single word. He was no where to be found when we all woke up this morning and now that he's here, looking sweaty but not shabby at all, I am curious to know where it was he went to.

"Drew, you may excuse us now, we'll ride on later" I instruct my ...