I grip my gun harder to keep my hand from shaking. I'm not sure if its working. I can't stop glaring at Robert and Aspen. I wish I could kill Trace right now. What a mess he's dragged us into.
Robert chortles, "You've broken the treaty. Spying on us, hm? For what reasons, may I ask?"
His sly gaze drifts from me to Trace then back to me. He's pleased he's caught me in a compromising position. Probably thinking of avenging his ego which he left broken and bloodied at the breakfast table.
Trace stands his ground, even though Robert towers over him like a building. "Just checking in to see how our neighbors are holding up. Seen any rogues lately?"
Robert's lips quirk. He gives Aspen another meaningful look. "That sounds like a question for our alpha."
I blanche. Oh, s**t.
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