“Don’t,” Daniel snaps, pressing the gun harder against her. “You move, she bleeds.”
Trigger’s voice is low in my comm. “I’ve got partial—no clean shot.”
Beast: “Same.”
Damn it.
Daniel starts backing up.
Dragging her with him.
Toward the trees.
Toward darkness.
Toward escape.
Not happening.
Not tonight.
Tessa
My pulse is screaming.
My body is shaking—
But my mind—
My mind is clear.
Prison taught me something.
You wait.
You watch.
You strike when they don’t expect it.
Daniel shifts his grip—
Just slightly.
Just enough.
That’s my moment.
I move.
Fast.
I slam my heel down on his foot as hard as I can—
Then throw my head back.
It connects with his jaw.
Hard.
