Every cell in Flic’s body froze as the woman’s shout rang out again. As if the noise wasn’t bad enough, the way it made Gavin’s fist clench spiked a fear through her and she hoped the sound would stop. For both of their sakes. The man opposite her looked far more frightening than he had moments ago, and Flic struggled to meet his gaze. For a sickening second, she felt a flicker of gratitude to her brother that he had enforced that she was treated well but the thought left a vile taste in her mouth. So many wolves had suffered at his hands, she could only feel guilty that she was somehow exempt from it.
Flic wondered if Simon would continue to insist on her good treatment after she denied his plans to stand at his side. She didn’t want to be revered as a god. She was nothing more than a
