Cole
Rose snarls, baring her teeth when I don’t take her bait. “Who is it that you’re dating, Cole? Is it that redhead I saw in all those pictures at Midwinter -”
I smirk, suddenly grateful that Iris invited some friend over for Midwinter – the girl was perfectly nice, but certainly not someone I was interested in. Still, she was in all the tabloids as part of Midwinter celebrations, and she’d be the perfect distraction to get Rose’s mind off Nadia. But still, I don’t want to outright lie or put Rose on that girl’s tail. No, Daph doesn’t deserve that. “No, not the redhead.”
“Then who the hell –“ Rose storms forward again. I just lean back, letting her come, knowing that I’ve got the trump card that can end it all.
“Rose, I met my mate.”
She freezes, the blood draining from her cheeks
