Jessica's POV
"No." The word comes out as a dry croak. I look from Julian's pale face to the Alpha's smug grin. "No, I didn't. I didn't do anything! It's a trick, Julian, look at me!"
Julian pushes himself up more, his breathing ragged and wet. Blood is spreading in a dark stain across the back of his shirt. He looks at me. Not at them. At me. His eyes aren't clouded with pain anymore. They're sharp. And they're cold. A wall slams down behind them.
"Stay away from me," he says roughly.
It feels like he punched me in the stomach. "What?"
"You heard him," the Alpha says, his voice smooth as silk. He moves to stand over Julian like a winner claiming his prize. "He knows a traitor when he sees one."
"I'm not a traitor!" I scream, the sound bouncing off the walls. My hands are shaking. "T
