Gideon stared at her. His focus remained completely fixed on Agatha. He did not notice Lucian’s breathing steady. He did not notice the black veins beginning to recede from the Silver Wolf’s arm.
Lucian’s wolf had never encountered that poison before. It had taken time to understand it. To break it apart. To force it from his blood.
But Lucian was the Silver Wolf. Poison could slow him. It could hurt him. But it could not control him.
Inside their shared mind, his wolf growled.
“The poison is gone.”
“Can you move?”
“We can kill him.”
Lucian slowly pushed himself to his feet. Gideon continued shouting at Agatha.
“You owe me everything!”
“I owe you nothing!”
“You owe me the life you promised!”
“I never promised you my life!”
Gideon lifted one hand toward the barrier.
“You will b
