Sebastian’s POV
The sound of her voice still lingered in my head, stubborn as hell as she stood on that field with a brace on her leg and children clinging to her like ducklings. And gods help me, she had won. Nothing could compare to the immense joy I felt at that moment when I saw that the children had trusted her enough to stay with her till the end.
But now, pacing the edge of the tents, I was seething with anger.
Can't she see that she's putting herself in a lot of danger if she doesn't back out now? Nothing would change, she would still be my mate so there's really no need for all of this.
She had no idea what she was doing to herself.
I shoved open the flap of her tent without warning.
She startled, clutching at the blanket wrapped around her shoulders. The little basin of wat
