~Matteo POV~
"Let her go!" I roared, lunging. My claws raked his arm, drawing blood, but he spun, tossing me into a pile of crates.
"Matteo!" Annalyn shouted, twisting free. She swung again, catching his shoulder, and he staggered.
Lucas pinned his Visaya, joining us. "Who are you?" he growled, grabbing the stranger's collar.
The guy smirked, blood dripping from his arm. "Call me Silas. Your long-lost cousin."
"Cousin?" Calix spat, standing. "Bullshit. Dad never mentioned you."
Silas laughed, cold. "Your dad wasn't big on sharing. But I'm Del Piero blood, and I'm here for the Moon Alpha."
Annalyn stepped forward, pipe still in hand. "You're not getting me, asshole."
He grinned, eyes glinting. "We'll see, princess."
I tied his hands with rope from the mill, my wolf itching to tear him apart. "Talk," I said. "Who's your inside man?"
Silas shrugged. "You'll find out soon enough."
Lucas punched him, hard. "Wrong answer."
