ROSETTE’S POV
The implications poisoned the air between us. Every late night at the office. Every time I’d come home tired and distant. Every moment he’d ignored me for Madison.
Rather than fill in the gaps, I let him torture himself with possibilities. I was with the Lycan King all along.
Zavien played his part beautifully. He leaned down, lips brushing my ear, and whispered something only I could hear.
“You’re a natural at this.”
I flashed him a small smile, playing my role to perfection. To anyone watching, it would look intimate. Lovers sharing a private moment.
Ethan was shaking so hard I thought he might collapse.
“All those late nights,” he choked out. “Every time I—were you with him?”
“You rejected me, Ethan.” I stepped forward, still within the circle of Zavien’s arm, and
