Chapter 117

• Winona's heart seemed to freeze in place as the rogue pressed the knife even closer to her back. "If you know what is good for you, you'll do what I say... So don't make me keep repeating myself, call her so she'll come over here..." His voice was cold and menacing, sending a shiver down her spine.
• At this point, her legs felt as if they were made of jelly, barely able to support her weight. She called out to her wolf again, hoping for her assistance. If there was ever a time for her to show up, it was now. But there was still no response, and her fingers twitched in frustration. Why wasn't her wolf responding?
• Her heart was pounding in her chest like a drum, each beat echoing the rogue's growing impatience. "Are you going to call her or do you want me to skewer you?" His threat hung in the air, a dark cloud looming over her.