WREN’S POV
Alpha Ronan’s command at the end of the night hit me like a bucket of cold water. “Go home” he said, his voice calm and steady and annoying.
I blinked, unsure if I had heard him correctly. Go home? Without him? After the way he had touched me earlier, the promises laced in his voice and the anticipation that had built up throughout the night, this was the last thing I expected and he knows that. It’s written all over my face.
I opened my mouth to question him but the sharp edge in his eyes silenced me. He wasn’t in the mood to explain himself and I knew better than to push. No matter what happens, I’m not allowed to question my own alpha so I nodded.
Swallowing the lump in my throat, I nodded silently and let him guide me toward the car waiting outside. A driver stood b
