Ava's POV
My lip trembled, and I bit down hard on it, tasting blood. The metallic tang grounded me just enough to keep from breaking completely.
I said nothing.
Eventually, he let go.
I staggered slightly as the pressure vanished, my wolf still snarling, pacing, furious and helpless all at once.
Anderson straightened, looking down at me like I was something beneath him, something not even worth his anger anymore.
“Don’t think five years in prison makes up for this,” he said coldly. “We’re just getting started.”
He leaned down suddenly, his fingers gripping my chin and forcing my head up. My wolf lunged, but I held it back with everything I had.
“Remember what you are,” he murmured, his eyes boring into mine. “A murderer. That stain will never wash away.”
Then he released me and tu
