Chapter 18. Very Wicked and Lucid

He continued," Do you really have it in you? Have you ever killed someone? Have you felt the life bleed out of them under your hands?"

A cold shiver ran up and down my spine.

He was scary as fuck when he wanted to be.

His tone turned into a disappointed sneer, "And now, you want to do it cowardly, while another Wolf sleeps? I haven't known you long, but I never took you for a coward."

Shame flowed through me.

I wasn't a coward. I knew the rules of engagement. If I was going to win, I didn't want to do it by sneaking up on my enemy. I wanted to do it because I had the strength to back up my challenge. I pressed my lips together, refusing to speak.

He took my silence as my answer. "That's what I thought. Now get comfortable. You must be tired." He turned away and pulled his T-shirt over his head.

For a moment, everything in my mind went blank as I stared at his physique and the tattoos running across his back!

I sucked in a sharp breath,