Avery’s POV
Being stuck in the car with Gideon was very similar to being stuck in a cage with a tiger. Every move I made drew his attention. Every time I looked at him, he was staring at me with that predator’s gaze.
I am sure, had there been room, he would have prowled in circles.
Being alone with him was raising my blood pressure.
It had occurred to me, on the walk back to the car, that without our marriage agreement, Gideon had no real reason to keep me alive.
Up to this point, I had known that going back to Silvermoon would be a death sentence, but it had felt like my alternatives were to survive with Gideon, or escape into the wilds with my mother and find another pack, or live as rogues.
Now I realized that the third option could just as easily be to make us disappear in a
