Gareth's jaw tightened in frustration, but he didn’t say anything.
The storm outside got louder. The wind howled, and the windows rattled. Lightning lit up the room again, and for a moment, her cold, serious expression was all he could see.
Laura’s voice dropped low and icy. “You know what? How about this, Gareth. I think I've been patient with you long enough. I keep taking it easy with you, trying to understand you, giving you time to do the right thing—and what did I get? Nothing. So how about we do this instead. Starting tonight, don't even think about coming close to me, Gareth. Stay on your side of the bed while I stay on mine. You want to touch me? You want to be with me? You want your rights back as a mate?” She stepped closer, her voice full of anger. “Then earn me. Prove you’re
