Isla’ POV
My grip on the dagger tightened. I was uncertain what I’d with it, but I knew I wasn’t let it go. Gideon lunged for me. I dove out of the way, rolling back up to my feet.
We moved in a circular pattern as he gauged me. My breath was panting. My heart rate was up. I was in real danger from Gideon.
Thoughts of ‘what did I just do?’ went through my head like a tornado. i***t. Stupid, stupid, stupid. Gideon wasn’t going to let this go. He was related to Tessa. They both had a knack for grudge holding and a taste for vengeance.
That’s what made them good wolves, loyal to their pack. It also made them terrible enemies to have.
Before I could think more, Gideon lunged at me again. Instinctively, I slashed at him with the dagger. I sliced his arm.
It didn’
