With a low, steely voice, Rogan whispered, "Ava, you're playing a dangerous game." When his eyes met mine, they lost their natural warmth and took on a darker, inscrutable quality. "Do you really think you want to stake everything on this?"
In an effort to keep my voice steady, I inhaled. "Do we actually have an option? Victor won't give up until he has torn the pack to pieces. We will lose everything if we don't outmaneuver him right away.
The weight of the moment made Rogan's broad shoulders stiffen as he sat back in his chair. "And you believe that the answer is to hang our marriage in front of him?"
"It's not about us alone," I asserted. "The pack is the focus. Victor enjoys turmoil and taking advantage of flaws. We can remove his leverage if we demonstrate our unity.
Rogan's eyes
