"Please be careful when delivering these letters," I tell Fury in a serious tone. "Especially the one for my mother. I know I told you my adopted father is the beta but I also forgot to mention that he is holds the title for the world's biggest asshole. His senses are sharp as hell. He practically keeps my mother on a leash."
Fury gives me a slight bow, his hand pressed to his chest. "Of course, Luna. I’ll tell the men to be discreet about it. You have my word."
But as he straightens, I notice it again—he scratches his nose. Not once, not twice. He’s been doing it from the moment he stepped back inside. My eyes narrow suspiciously.
"You good, Fury?" I ask.
He freezes, his nostrils flaring as he sniffs the air. His face twists into a grimace, and he scratches his chin hard enough that I
