Roxxane's POV
"C-A-N-A-N"
"Oh, you've got to be f*****g kidding me," I mutter under my breath, staring at the small piece of paper in my hand like it has personally declared war on me.
Shit.
What do I think?
Across the room, Karl is already throwing daggers with his eyes. His jaw is tight, his nostrils glaring, and I can practically feel the anger radiating off him. If looks could kill, I'd be buried six feet under already. And somehow, I am glad I ended up with Canan instead of Karl. But anyone instead of the both of them would have been safer. For my wolf and for my heart.
And then there is Canan.
When I look up at him, he is standing with that unreadable face he has had on since morning. But I know better. I see the faint twitch at the corner of his lips, the almost invinc
