Elira's POV

“You sent the letter. Call me if you need help,” I hit send to Aiden.

“Yes, I meant if you were in danger,” he replied.

“You piece of shit,” I cussed and tossed my phone on the sofa.

He wasn't helping me with what I needed. My eyes darted around. Perhaps I needed to see grandfather. I just needed enough men. Maybe when Nico comes back.

The door to the living room suddenly flung open. Sierra staggered in, face drained of colour, hands trembling. She stopped in her tracks as soon as her eyes rested on me, and I realised she had been crying.

I didn't wait. I...