"I'm going to take care of this," Helena said to Leofrik.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. They're my people too."
Helena felt the pulse in her temples as she opened the car door and stepped out, her boots crunching on the gravel. The evening air was thick with the scent of pine and damp earth, while the breeze gently stirred her hair, carrying away a brief moment of doubt before her eyes locked onto Milo.
Mason's Beta stood there, solid as an iron sentinel, arms crossed over his chest, wearing the relaxed stance of someone who doesn't need to raise his voice for his authority to be felt. Around him, the men of Moon’s Claw tensed as they saw the Luna step down, but they did not move, waiting for whatever order Milo might give.
Helena advanced, feeling Leofrik's presence at her back, one step beh
