And then I dropped on allfours.
Come on,I begged, but all he would hear was awhimper.
As wolves, we understood humanspeech.
As humans, we didn’t understand wolfspeech.
I pawed at the sawdust, impatient for him to be able to hear my lastconfession.
My lastapology.
Chapter Forty-Five
Liam shoutedsomething at Frank that I didn’t try to understand. I was too busy looking around me to see if someone else wouldshift.
No one shed clothes. No one transformed. Most were too busy gaping between me andLiam.
Sawdust puffed beneath me as a black t-shirt hit the floor. I craned my neck up as Liam kicked off his jeans, swearing beneath hisbreath.
In seconds, he became a black beast with gleamingeyes.
Don’t react at what I’m about to tell you,Isaid.
His nostrilsflared.
I’m being blackmailed. Someone took Evelyn, and they said they would kill her if I didn’t go through with the lasttrial.
He turned so still I bared my fangs and lashed at him, nipping hisneck.
Fight me or they’ll know I’m talking.I dug the tips of my fangs into his skin.Damn it, Liam,figh—
He released a blood-curdling snarl and then tossed me off him with a hard shrug. I yelped as I landed on my haunches, a pale cloud rising around me likesmoke.
He advanced towardme.
They sent me a message saying,I see you. So they’re here. Or they’re watching mesomehow.
When he started to turn his head—a dead giveaway I was talking—I launched myself on his back like an arrow. He wrung his massive body, and I tumbled off, falling hard on my spine. He stepped over me, pinning me to theground.
What now?he growled.’Cause I sure as hell won’t killyou.
Yes, youwill.
A deep, guttural sound rose out of him and made my fur stand on end.The fuck Iam!
You will once you know…once I tell you what Idid.
He became as still as an ebony carving.What did youdo?
I shut my lids so I wouldn’t see his reaction.I…I killed your father.Nothing happened for so long that I peeked through my lashes at him.I am the reason he’sdead.
His pupils turned pin-sized.What are you talkingabout?
The crowd tightened around us, but still no onetransformed.
I started working at the escort agency to land a meeting with Heath. I knew he wouldn’t let me into his house and listen to me otherwise. I wanted to see him to speak my piece. I slipped him three pills—I swallowed, but my throat felt wadded up with cotton—that made it impossible for him to shift. And then I told him that I knew what he’d done to Becca Howard…to mymother.
Shock rushed over Liam’s features, but soon that shock turned into something else. Something that whittled his expression.What did he do to yourmother?
