Robin’s POV

When I was on my way back, I decided I was willing to call Kathryn because I needed some moral support—and fast.

I didn’t even say hello when she picked up. “You’re not going to believe this.”

“Try me.”

“Micah is going to challenge a rival crime family to an old-fashioned werewolf duel.”

There was a pause.

Then—“What the actual fuck?”

“Right?”

“Like… a duel-duel?”

“Yup. Teeth. Claws. Full moon. Probably blood everywhere.”

“Robin.”

“I know.”

“Robin.”

“I know!”

“You were supposed to get answers, not trauma.”

“Victor didn’t even deny it! He just gave me that grumpy sigh like, ‘ugh fine, yes, your emotionally repressed maybe-boyfriend is...