He put his full f.orce into his movement, but I dodged him. When I turned on my heel, he was on the ground, shaking. His eyes bore into me, holding a similar hatred to the one I had suppressed toward him for years.
A slow smile spread across my face. “Going to shift already?” I asked, pouting. “That’s no fun.”
I untied my pouch and cast it aside while Raymond fought for control over his wolf.
“No, no, go on.” I motioned toward him, slowly removing my gloves. “I don’t want to keep your wife waiting too long in the afterlife.”
His torrent of anger overtook him, and he roared. I sensed some of the others backing away. I settled deeper into that place of cold calm. When he saw he didn’t affect me, his face twisted into a horrible mix of disgust and confusion.
“You—” he snarled.
“b***h, w
