*Fiona*
Before he even gives the order, I've turned from him. I walk toward Liora, noting that her expression doesn't ripple and that she hasn't moved from in front of the door. The stupid courtesans peer out of the parlor with wide eyes as I pass. I clench my jaw and force my breathing to remain even as I ignore them and keep my pace steady, putting as much space between the two of us as possible.
My heart is racing. I hadn't meant to do that. I hadn't meant to pull his dagger, hadn't meant to try to punch him. I didn't even know I could do that, given how completely he'd overpowered me on the mountain. He is bigger, stronger, an alpha, and he has years of combat experience on me.
Was it just his arrogance at work that let me take his dagger and land those blows? I highly doubted th
