Tilly POV
The question hung in the air like a blade.
I didn't answer. I couldn't. My voice was gone. But my eyes were not. They said everything.
I stared at him. I didn't blink. I didn't look away.
And I waited.
If I was going to die, I was going to die with my eyes open.
I felt my breath quiver but only slightly. I could feel the onset of tremors in my hands, and I could hear the sound of his labored breath like he was in physical pain—just like me.
I had defiled a lot of people in my life. Never thought that one day, it would be the man who the devil and all his underlings feared.
A man who the fearless Greyson was terrified of. And the quiet Chase was on guard around.
A man even my own father had gone out of his way not to cross. Even the emperor of Atlanta avoided Alpha Kale Dubois.
That was the man I crossed.
"I asked… Do you want to die!" Kale yelled this time around.
I have seen anger before.
