ROGUE'S HEAD POV
She has grown in these years. And it won't be wrong to say she has grown into a very fine lady. So fine that I am practically losing my mind here. I am losing my mind thinking about her.
It has been thirty minutes since we met, and I had to send all my men away, not wanting for them to eye her in a wrong way.
Although I know they won't disrespect me by looking at her in another way, I was feeling this weird protectiveness I can’t shrug off.
I don't even understand how she lived alone for these years. She must be awfully popular among men. This reminds me, apart from the fact she rejected her mate, I don't know anything about her.
I gazed at her from the corner of my eyes as she was inside the cafe ordering drinks for us since I don't like crowded places.
