WINTER'S POV
I had never been this excited to go shopping. The previous day, I had been able to get out of Tiger's chokehold. Honestly, I had been terrified that Tiger had been sent to kill me. She had never been that hard on me. Ordinarily, when we first started, she would make me come into her choke, but not yesterday.
She had rushed towards me like I owed her something. I didn't have enough time, or maybe my reflexes were just that bad. She tackled me to the floor, and before I could even focus on how freaking painful it was to be tackled on hardwood, she already had me on my back with her hands banded around my throat like a f*cking vice.
"What are you doing?" I manage to sputter out. "You're killing me."
"Try to get out of it. Do you think someone who actually wants to kill you
