“If she leaves because of this, I will follow her.” My temper ignited. “Leave?” I hissed. My hand shot out, grabbed Jason by the neck, and squeezed. “Explain.” Even though I was cutting off his air supply, the pup had the nerve to frown at me. “You dumped her, Ruarc. She thinks you are over.” Suddenly my world went red. My vision swam, no longer gray but bathed in the color of warm, wet blood. Done with her? She thinks we are over?
