ROWAN.
I couldn't stop pacing.
Back and forth across the war room like a caged animal, my wolf pushing so close to the surface that my vision kept flickering between human sight and the enhanced gold of my beast.
Tenna was three floors above us, sleeping under sedation because the healers said her body needed rest to finish healing. The k********g had taken more out of her than just blood and bruises.
And I was down here trying not to lose my f*****g mind.
"Sit down," Elliot said from his position at the head of the massive oak table. Maps were spread across the surface, security reports stacked in neat piles, and his laptop glowed with surveillance footage we'd been reviewing for the past four hours. "You're making it worse."
"Making what worse?" I snapped, spinning to face him.
