Both guards pointed their weapons at Leo, who held his claws dangerously close to Cassandra's throat, tension building up in the air.
Logan could see the rage simmering in Leo's eyes, hell—he was angry as well, but the vampire king’s anger was directed at the wrong person and Logan knew the situation could escalate quickly.
"How do we even know we can trust her?" Leo demanded, his voice a low growl as he frowned at the wolfman before turning his focus back to the old witch in his arms. "And I’ll have you know, my father was no thief."
Cassandra half chuckled, “Then I daresay, you didn’t know the bloodsucker well enough.”
Logan stepped forward, his hands raised in a calming gesture. "Young Leo, we need to stay focused. We can't afford to waste time with threats."
"Time?" Leo's voice dr
