I glanced up at her, my voice remaining calm. "I have important things to do there."
"Important things? What could be more important than your safety?" Mila's voice was thick with tears. "The people there will capture you! They'll lock you in a cage like an animal!"
I carefully wiped down the barrel of the gun, my movements smooth and practiced. The gun gleamed coldly in the sunlight.
"Look at you, you even brought a gun! Isn't it obvious how dangerous it is?" Mila exclaimed, her arms flailing in distress.
"Mila, do you know what its other name is?" I asked, tossing the gun lightly in my hand.
"What?" Mila asked, her curiosity piqued.
I smiled. "The Great Equalizer."
Mila looked confused, so I explained, "Even werewolves are afraid when facing a gun. It's enough to make anyone who m
