GINGER
“Now your turn,” Sara said.
Could I refuse?
Her dark eyes burned into me as she waited for me to take the knife.
What had I gotten myself into?
“Take it, Gigi. Do it for Tyce.”
My hand shook as I extended it. I forced myself palm to wrap around the handle. I was trembling so much, I almost dropped it, barely able to get a grip on it. I wrapped my other hand around the first just to make sure I wouldn’t.
“Now, ask him something. If he answers, we can give him a break. But if not…” She smiled widely at him, leaving his fate unspoken.
“Are you trying to take over my pack?” I asked. Please answer, please answer, please answer.
But he didn’t. He continued to hold his silence.
“We’ve got a stubborn one,” Sara said. “My absolute favorite.”
To be fair, it did seem he was starting
