~Ezra POV~
Lucas took down his wolf and ran to her, but Gideon was too quick, dragging her toward the door. "She's mine," he snarled.
Matteo burst in, tackling Gideon from the side. They rolled, fists flying, while Annalyn broke free, grabbing another plank. She swung hard, cracking Gideon's shoulder. He yelped, stumbling, and I jumped in, pinning him.
"Talk," I growled, my claws at his throat. "Who are you really?"
He laughed, blood on his teeth. "Your father's bastard. The one he hid. I'm here to claim what's mine."
Annalyn froze, her eyes wide. "Dad's bastard? You're a Del Piero?"
"Half," Gideon spat. "Enough to claim the Moon Alpha."
Lucas grabbed his collar. "You're not claiming shit."
But Silas was back up, lunging at Calix. The fight exploded again, claws and fists everywhere. Annalyn stayed close, swinging that plank like a pro, but her heat was spiking, making my wolf crazy.
"Annalyn, get back!" I shouted, dodging Gideon's punch.
