ROWAN
I didn’t miss the way the omegas sagged in relief at my request, though none dared to move.
“I’ve come for my mate,” I said in what I thought was a reasonable tone. “Aria Moonstone.”
A heavy silence fell over the room. Then Ash chuckled. Of course, he would. My request was an odd one, and I could see it in the eyes of the omegas around me. Aria was an omega who should never have been mine.
Most people thought that night was a mistake. Even I had believed so. But now? I just needed to see her. To find out if her scent would ease the ache in my chest.
Ash, though—was it that bad? What started as a chuckle quickly grew into something else. His shoulders shook, his head tilted back, and then bursts of laughter exploded from him like thunder.
The sound rang through my skull. He
