Tristan POV
I haven't seen Rowena since she stormed out of my bedroom, and I chased her down. She refused to come down for meals. I had to have food delivered to her room, but she turned it away. She isn't even willing to see Mason. I fear that I have f****d up for good this time.
I am pacing the length of my bedroom, trying to decide if I should go to her again. Titan is howling for his mate. He has gotten used to having her around.
A knock on my door gets me excited. I hope that it is Rowena. Before I open the door, I plan my apology in my head. When I swing the door open, I see Mason standing on the other side. There is a bottle of liquor in his hands, and he is swaying back and forth.
"You are drunk," I state the obvious.
"You are an asshole," Mason retorts with a
