Elma POV
I honestly couldn’t believe I had actually walked away.
I had told the ruthless Lycan King no. And I was still breathing.
But as the cold night air hit my flushed cheeks, common sense finally started to kick in. He didn't let me walk away because he respected my boundaries. Xander didn't respect anyone. He had let me go because his mind was entirely preoccupied. He had looked utterly unhinged before he noticed me in that maze. Terrified, even.
What the hell could possibly rattle a man who tore rogue wolves apart with his bare hands?
"You there! Rogue!"
"Me?" I asked, raising a brow.
"Who else would I be talking to?" she snapped, aggressively shoving a grey linen apron against my chest.
"The High Luna has ordered you to join the kitchen service tonight. Put this on and get
