Emily’s perspective:
“Oh, G*d. What the f*ck?” I sit up and shake my head in an attempt to erase the last half of my vision. I close my eyes and press my thumb and pointer finger against my lids, then wash my palm about my face, wiping away the filth of another sickening vision. Not only did I have to witness that sl*t Rose begin her work and even feel it, Vin knew I was there and seemed to enjoy it. A numbness grips my jaw and I almost vomit. “F*ck.”
Just as bad, now know the truth about Bram, and it’s worse than I imagined. Gabby’s intuition about that son of a b*tch was right. She told Austin she didn’t trust him. She said she knew he was a schemer the moment she smelled him. I hoped she was wrong. It was bad enough that he went to Vin to give us up. But he’s agreed to kill his own Alpha—his own brother, someone who has kept him for years and even given him a life most shifters can only dream of.