Alpha Nox
“Fine. Gideon said, ‘tell Ms. Einar I want her, her inner circle, and my traitorous whore of a daughter to come and fetch you in one week’s time, or I’ll slit you from chin to groin and let the rogues drag your corpse back to your friends.’ That make you happy?”
Threading my fingers through Shayla’s to keep her from breaking entirely, I let out a slow breath. “The blood moon is in one week.”
Leaning against the doorframe, Harley grunted. “Well, I guess that settles that.”
Nox came up beside me. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”