Avery’s POV
Hudson’s kiss was both unexpected and unwanted. I pushed him away with a shove to his chest. He was taller and heavier than I was, and barely moved, but he didn’t trap me either.
“I don’t want you.” I said clearly. “And I will be telling Gideon about this. Now leave.”
“You think Gideon will believe you?” His sneer was broad and confident. He reached his arm up and leaned on the wall behind me. Arrogant prick.
“He already doesn’t trust you.” I pointed out, “Why is that?”
“Yeah, why is that, Hudson?” Gideon’s voice from the doorway cracked through the room like a whip. I jumped, but Hudson didn’t. He had known Gideon would show up. He had wanted this confrontation.
My gaze jumped between the two brothers, who were glaring daggers at each other. Hudson’s wolf was still bar
