"Ava, you have an hour." Leaning against the enormous oak desk in the study, Victor spoke in a tone that was almost too serene. "You have an hour to choose your true side."
My breath seized in my throat and I stood motionless. Rogan's wounds had been hastily wrapped but were still bleeding as he sagged against the wall. His piercing eyes locked with mine, quietly telling me to be resilient. But how could I when Victor's demand was pressing so hard against my chest?
"What are you discussing, Victor?" I compelled myself to speak, maintaining a steady tone.
Victor had a chilly smile. It's easy. If you swear allegiance to me, your family—your priceless pack—will be preserved. I will destroy all you hold dear if you disobey me.
I could feel the room enclosing me as the words cut through the
