Declan
I should not be this worried about her, but I was.
For some f*****g reason, every time that I closed my eyes, I just could not unsee it, the image of her about to jump of the balcony.
What if I was not able to get there in time… what if-?
“God damn it!”
I ran a frustrated hand through my hair. For some reason, the thought of her going through serious harm or even f*****g dying did not sit right with me. Not only because it would be a shame for someone to actually die on my watch, was it more so the fact that it was her.
My wolf made a sound in my head that sounded more like whimpering.
I sank into the leather chair in my office, hands pressed against my temples.
“Hey,” a voice said softly.
I looked up to see Rhys leaning in the doorway, arms crossed. He raised an eyebrow,
