Zubair's hand brushed down Sera's back, like he was giving it a simple reminder to behave itself before he stepped through the doorway.
The glossy woman watched the movement, eyes narrowing. She didn't say anything, but she didn't look away either.
Zubair didn't bother to look at her at all.
"Luci," Sera called out. "Come."
The wolf padded into the leather shop, his claws tapping against the tile as he responded to Sera's command.
He sat by the counter, his head level with a shelf of belts, and his eyes calm but focused. He didn't like the outsiders, and he didn't like how they looked at Sera.
With one look from Luci, the men who had been puffing themselves up decided to find somewhere else to look.
"Two stores each," the glossy woman said, voice tight but steady. "We enforce it, and you will not like the consequences if you break the General's rules."
"Enforce," Alexei repeated, his head tilted to the side.
