"Ava, did you really believe you could outmaneuver me?" Victor's voice was mocking and pierced the air like a razor.
The phone was pushed to my ear as I froze. As his icy tone crept into every part of my consciousness, my heart pounded. The moon was shining through the window behind me as I stood in the center of Rogan's study. An icy grasp of fear appeared to replace the warmth of the pack house.
"Victor, what do you want?" I did it, my voice solid in spite of the fear gnawing in my gut.
On the other end, there was a faint rumbling of laughter. "Oh, come on over. Let's not act like we don't know each other. You are well aware of my desires. Command. Strength. And for you to keep in mind who is in charge of this little game we play.
"Game?" My voice trembled in defiance as I shot back.
