I had the urge to laugh at the incredulity of the situation. Part of me wanted to drop the staff and walk away.
But another part of me chafed against the look in her eyes, the slight derision in her tone.
I was tired of being treated like I didn't belong. By my own pack, by Kieran's pack—and now, this complete stranger.
I'd already had so much taken from me—my marriage, my son, my f*****g peace of mind. I wasn't going to let OTS be taken from me, too.
So I moved.
And instantly regretted it.
She exploded forward with terrifying speed, and all I could do was throw my arms up and hope for the best.
I swung the staff at her and winced when her boot connected with my hands, knocking it clean out of my hands—right back to where she had picked it up.
Lucian would have clucked, shaken his
