Kade’s expression flickered.
Something dark and approving moved across his face.
Lucian’s went tight with a contained rage.
“You think being clever impresses her?” he demanded. “You think she hasn’t seen a thousand wolves like us gnash and spit and swear we’ll beat her at her own game?”
“I think she’s never seen *me,*” I said.
The arrogance of it should have made me cringe.
Maybe it did.
But something else—something fierce and bright and tired of lying down to be walked on—burned hotter.
Kade chuckled.
“Now that’s a statement,” he said. “Careful, little Luna. Keep talking like that, and I might actually start believing you’re the one who’ll cut her throat.”
“I intend to try,” I said.
Lucian’s fingers flexed at his sides.
His gaze flicked between me and Kade, fury, fear, and a g
