“Talk?” Wyatt asked, taking another step toward Tomas, “don’t feel like talking right now.”
Tomas clenched his jaw.
“Cain owed me something. He wasn’t cooperating,” Tomas said. “All I was trying to do is get my fair trade, that’s all.”
“Your fair trade?” Wyatt asked. “Attacking an Alpha is an act of war!”
Wyatt charged at Tomas, wrapping his hand around his throat and holding him to the wall.
“You want war with me?” Tomas laughed.
“Cain is dead because of you!” Wyatt shouted, squeezing enough to cause Tomas to cough. “But I won’t kill you. I’ll let Summer decide what happens to you.”
Wyatt dropped Tomas to the ground and turned back to the fire.
Tomas coughed and cleared his throat.
“No…” Tomas gasped. “You won’t.”
Wyatt turned back with a snarl.
“Not if you want to keep the girl safe,” Tomas snarled.
Wyatt drew back. His eyes widened.
“What?” he hissed.
