"You think I'll let you get away with this?" Despite being barely audible, Rogan's voice conveyed the intensity of his annoyance.
I came to a halt and turned to look at him. His jaw was clenched with barely controlled emotion as the moonlight accentuated the harsh angles of his face. He was still radiating the energy of the conflict as he stood there with his fists clenched.
"I'm not leaving," I stated firmly but quietly. "I simply need room to think."
"Consider?" His presence was overwhelming as he took a step closer. "Ava, you want space? Everything is falling apart around us."
Even though his remarks were hurtful, I made myself remain composed. "The pack is not the issue here. It concerns us.
For a brief moment, Rogan's countenance wavered, revealing the vulnerability he had so dil
