"Spit it out. Tell the truth, and I might let you crawl back to whatever hole you came from," Harper snarled. Her claws were half-extended, grazing the assassin’s throat. She didn't care about the Silver Ridge Enforcers; she wanted this cur to admit Madison had pulled the strings so Hudson would finally see the viper in his bed.

The man’s face was a map of blood and tears. "I did it because of her!" he wheezed, pointing a shaking finger at Avery. "I couldn't take it anymore. She was draining me dry. Constantly demanding gold, threatening to tell the Alpha I was skimming from the border trade. I’m broke because...