Rowan
I deserved this.
Every bit of her fury, her disgust, the way she flinched when I moved too close. I deserved all of it.
The knowledge didn't make it hurt less. But it made it bearable. If she was this angry, it meant she still cared about what I had done. It meant the violation mattered to her.
Indifference would have been worse.
I shrivelled up inside at the ridiculous thought.
'What nonsense am I even saying?'
"She wouldn't be this furious with you if you had taken my suggestions," my wolf muttered, his tone somewhere between smug and reproachful.
I stiffened, my hands stilling over the maps spread before me. "Don't."
"The wolves would have been removed from the equation," he continued, his voice carefully neutral. "And all you just had to do was simply arrive at the proper time."
"And three dead escorts." My stomach turned. "I am not doing that to her."
