192. Laura
My voice was barely a whisper, trembling as the cold seeped into my bones, my soaked clothes clinging to me like a second skin. But none of that mattered. Soon, Javier would get a taste of his own poison.
But for now, I had t buy time for Steve and our men to rescue us.
"W-what are you talking about?" Javier blurted, something flickering in his eyes before vanishing as quickly as it had appeared.
But I had seen it—fear. Even through my blurred vision, I was sure of it. Javier knew he was losing control though he struggled to hide it.
"TALK!" Javier's growl snapped me out of my thoughts, his voice slicing through the mocking laughter of the pack members who jeered at me, their stones striking my flesh, each one a fresh sting of agony.
I lifted my head, ignoring the blood t
