TESSA
In the end, Rowan ended up coming with me.
Surely, he must be busy with Alpha work.
Surely, there were matters more important than trailing after me like some oversized shadow. However, Arden had insisted he come to keep me safe, so here we were, walking through the uneven path near the river bend to grab some of the herbs.
My boots squished against the soil every time we stepped through softer patches of ground, and Rowan kept walking just behind me—close enough that I could hear every rustle of fabric and every shift of his breath.
He was watching my every step, reaching out to brush a branch out of my way before I even noticed it, steadying my elbow when the ground dipped, picking up loose twigs so I wouldn’t trip over them.
I stopped so abruptly that he nearly bumped in
