“Lucas, the rest of the family is here,” Bianchi said worriedly. “They don’t look friendly—everyone’s coming in with hostility.”
Liam immediately strode over. “They sure came fast! Uncle, don’t go out there! I’ll handle this.”
He was about to leave the room when Lucas stopped him. “What’s meant to come will come. There’s no point hiding.”
Liam tried to persuade him, frustration edging his tone. “Normally, I wouldn’t stop you—but do you even realize what you’ve just been through? They’re all out for blood, Lucas! They’d love nothing more than to tear you apart. If you go, you’ll be walking right into their trap!”
“Liam’s right, Lucas,” Bianchi added quickly. “Let him deal with them first—you’re in no condition to face anyone right now.”
“It’s decided then! Bianchi, you’re with me,” Lia
