KAIA'S POV
Gareth’s jaw worked furiously as he turned from Jordan and glared at Silver like he was something foul under his boot. “Noe listen to me, asshole. You’re not going anywhere,” he snapped. “I don't know what your real plan is, but I won’t let you risk the lives of everyone in this room for one boy just because you're desperate to play hero.”
Silver’s brows twitched, but his voice remained calm. “He’s a child. A scared, wounded child hiding under a car while monsters close in on him. If we leave him there for a few more minutes, he's dead—either torn to shreds by those things or he bleeds out.”
Gareth sneered. “And if we open those doors, what do you think happens when they rush in? We lose everything. The pack house falls. Children—families—all of them in danger. You want to tr
