A second later, Myanin stood behind Jen with her own blade to the blonde’s throat.
“I’ve grown to like you, Jen,” Myanin said, her voice soft but threatening. “But killing Skender would hurt Tenia and her offspring. And no one gets to hurt them, no matter what reason you have to justify his death.”
Jen didn’t appear fazed at the loss of her weapon or the knife held against her flesh. The crazy she-wolf actually leaned into the blade, causing it to cut her skin. A trickle of red ran down her throat, and she smiled as if she enjoyed the pain. Peri mentally rolled her eyes. The nutjob probably did enjoy it.
“Myanin.” Gerick walked toward his mate. “This isn’t your fight. This is wolf business.”
“If it involves Tenia, then it is my business,” she said coolly.
“Myanin, Jacque won’t let Jen
