Chapter 145

Mora shook her head. Rich sat back in his chair, watching quietly.

"A century or so back, I ran into a powerful man. Kind, fierce. Leapt in front of a feral to save me. He asked me what I was thinking, out alone so late at night." She grinned, raising her eyebrows as if seeing the scene in her mind as clear today as it had been a year ago.

"Two more ferals came out of the darkness after him. I returned the favour and fought at his side. He didn't ask who or what I was, as he must have realized I wouldn't say. But he's been a good friend ever since. When I reached out for help, he was sorry to say he and his team were out of the country on a hunt, but he informed me his son's team was unbeatable."

"Anda's father." Lana nodded. "Yes, I can say that. I keep my ear to the ground. Mora, I know what you and your warrior are capable of. I wouldn't have called if I didn't think you could handle this."