Chapter 152

Hazel's POV

The Silver Hands members froze in their tracks, their faces contorted with a mixture of surprise and unease at my sudden appearance. I could feel their eyes on me, wary and distrustful, as they sized me up with a cautious wariness that only fueled my amusement.

"Well, well, well," I drawled, my voice dripping with mock sweetness as I sauntered towards them, my cloak billowing behind me like the wings of a vulture. "What do we have here? A pack of Silver Hands members causing trouble in my city? How...delightful."

The members exchanged uneasy glances, their hands instinctively reaching for the weapons at their sides as they squared off against me, their expressions a mixture of defiance and fear. But beneath their bravado, I could sense the tremor of uncertainty in their voices, the lingering doubt that gnawed at the edges of their resolve.

"Alpha Hazel," one of them ventured, his voice tinged with a hint of nervousness as he addressed me with a begrudging respect. "This do