Audrey had never been more unnerved in her entire life than now, cornered by Deckard whose anger appeared to be mounting exponentially.
His voice, deep and barely controlled, ripped through her without remorse. "Why didn't you use the wolfsbane, Audrey?"
Tristan glanced between the two of them, confused and just a little amused. "Woh, wolfsbane? Where's that coming from?"
Deckard's heated gaze remained on Audrey even as he clarified things for his brother.
"The night of the challenge."
Tristan scoffed in disbelief. "You sure? I was with her the entire time. Besides, where would she have gotten something like that in Frostone?"
Deckard growled, the mere thought of it obviously enraging. "Not Frostone. Dark Creek."
Tristan cocked his head as he mused about it. "How could they have…." His confusion turned into amazement. "Oh, I see. No wonder the interior of the car smelled like a sewer when I returned from my little chat with Tyler. Cheeky bastards."
