My sons fell asleep against me while fifty hostile wolves waited at the edge of the clearing for my answer. The absurdity of it would have been funny if I wasn't so terrified.
"You can't seriously be considering this." Caden's voice was low, meant just for me. The Triadic Bond let me feel his rising panic, sharp and acidic.
"I'm not." But even as I said it, I knew it was more complicated than that.
Ezra crouched down to my level, his ice-blue eyes scanning the treeline. "He's not bluffing. I can scent at least seventy wolves out there. If he attacks, we'll have casualties. Significant ones."
"So we give him what he wants?" Maya had moved closer, her weapon still drawn. "Just hand Lena over because he threatens violence?"
"No one's handing me anywhere." I shifted carefully, trying not
