WINTER
“What did she say to you?” Valtor asked as we reached the spot where we stopped after shifting back into our human forms.
He cupped my face in his large, calloused palm, his thumb brushing tenderly over my cheek.
“Nothing-"
“Don’t lie to me.” His voice was rough, strained with barely contained anger. “She almost killed you.”
“We only had a little argument. Crystal said things that made me angry and I couldn’t hold my tongue. I didn’t realize she was about to attack me.” I answered.
But I knew there was more to it. The real reason Crystal had pulled the knife was likely because she realized she’d swallowed the drink I’d served her. It wouldn’t kill her or the baby but it would leave her writhing in pain and deeply uncomfortable till morning.
“How about you?” I asked, “Did you
