Lucian’s POV
Rowan was playing with my intelligence, and I was rapidly losing patience with him.
I inhaled deeply.
The calming scent of Aria still lingered in the air, even though she had stormed off.
I had a feeling that Rowan, the brave… i***t, had no idea what he was doing, what kind of beast he was poking with his arrogance.
“I didn’t,” I said quietly.
Rowan narrowed his eyes. “Didn’t what?”
“I didn’t involve my wolf.”
Wulf involved himself.
The psycho had been acting crazy ever since Aria showed up. But that wasn’t the point. The point was—Rowan wasn’t taking her anywhere unless she chose to leave.
It was the same thing I had told Killian. I took a step forward, lowering my voice. “You need to get in line, Rowan. If Aria doesn’t choose, you’re not taking her anywhe
