The thought twisted something ugly in my chest.
Could she still fight? Could she still defend herself?
‘Kara can,’ Drake cut in immediately. ‘And that excuse for an alpha couldn’t fight his way out of a wet paper bag.’
I huffed a sharp breath despite myself.
‘I hope you’re right,’ I murmured. ‘I really do.’
The helicopter banked sharply, descending fast.
“We’re two minutes out,” the pilot shouted over the noise.
Good.
Too slow, but good.
The clearing came into view—a rough patch of land just outside Crescent Moon’s inner territory. Trees packed tight around it, shadows thick and waiting.
Elias was already unbuckling, eyes hard.
“You want backup?” he asked. “Should I come with you or ask for warriors?”
“No, need,” I said immediately.
This wasn’t a battle, and I didn’t have eno
