Harley’s P.O.V. Aunt Freya was on our side. That mattered more than anything else! I reached out and grasped Carlos’s arm before his temper could ignite again. “It’s alright.” I said gently, giving his arm a small squeeze. “Let them stay.” He turned to me instantly, his eyes softening just a fraction as I added. “They have never seen a werewolf pack before. This will be new for them. And they’ll be safe with us too…” Carlos stared at me for a long second, torn between irritation and surrender. Then he exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. “Fine,” he said at last, the word clipped but final. “I’m letting them stay just because of you, Princess.” Relief flooded Aaron’s face. Arnold let out a breath he’d clearly been holding. But Carlos wasn’t done yet. His gaze hardened as he looked at his cousin. “You both better behave,” he warned coldly. “This isn’t a joke. You follow my rules, or you are going straight back to Grafburg.” Aaron and Arnold sang in unison
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