Winston's Pov
I turned to Darius, my voice a low, urgent whisper, "We can't wait any longer, Darius. Yelena would understand that this is the best way we can take up things."
Darius looked conflicted, his brows furrowed, and his jaw clenched. He had been instrumental in helping me gather a group of trustworthy men from Jameson's pack, but I could sense his apprehension. "Winston, you know I've done everything I can to assist you, but this… I don't think I can help you with this. Yelena isn't so trustworthy."
I nodded my head in agreement, understanding the gravity of the situation. "I know, my friend, but we can't let fear dictate our actions. Yelena needs to play a part in this now, and if we don't go to her now, we won't be able to tell what is going on in her mind."
Darius sighed a
