22. Rowan's POV
I walk into the light and I see Draka's face stiffened with shock. She is surprised to see me and to be honest, so am I.
I tried to stay in my office, bury myself in work and pray for the morning to come, but I was unrestful. I know that there is no way that she would survive the vigil, no one has ever survived the vigil.
It's an infestation of rogues and the ugliest kinds of creatures in the night. Even a strongly trained werewolf would never survive, not to speak of the wolf-less kitchen girl…
She takes a few steps when she sees me. I can see that the surprise in her face has somehow managed to turn into fear.
“Alpha what are you doing here?” She shakes. “Have you come to kill me? Just to enjoy it yourself?”
“Seriously, Draka? Is that the kind of person you thin
