Avery’s POV
“Apologize?” my voice rose at the end of the question. I couldn’t help it. The very idea of apologizing to Dierdra was insulting. Not when I knew what she really was.
Gideon was watching me over his steepled fingers. His calculating gaze taking in my reaction. There was no mercy in that stare.
Still, I had to try. He had seemed to hold affection for me once, maybe a scrap of that still remained in him, beneath that intimidating Alpha exterior.
“I will swear by any oath you choose,” I begged, falling to my knees in front of his desk, “I swear to you that what I have said is the truth. I will not, cannot, apologize to that b***h for the scenario she has manufactured to trick you!”
Gideon rose from his chair so quickly it turned over and fell behind him with a crash. I quiv
