The boys were in the bedroom. The door was shut tight.
Heavy footsteps echoed closer down the narrow apartment hallway.
They stopped right outside my door.
Three knocks. Slow. Deliberate.
Elliot stepped in front of the door and swung it open.
Two men stood in the hall. Black leather jackets. Massive, hulking frames.
On the sides of their thick necks sat the crest of the Silver Moon Pack—Beta warriors.
The lead enforcer barely spared Elliot a glance, dismissing him entirely. His eyes locked straight onto me.
"Ms. Green. Victoria Morrison sent us to deliver a message."
Elliot shifted, blocking his line of sight. "This is a human city. Your pack laws don't apply here."
"Shut it, rogue," the second Beta sneered, waving Elliot off like a stray dog. "We're not here for you."
The leade
