Ruth's POV
They’ve all left the meeting. The room went quiet. Just how I like it.
The meeting was a necessity, but it wasn't my main point of target. And as soon as it was over, my mind went scheming to the original reason I had come in the first place.
I watched Orion from behind, tall, proud, stubborn. He didn’t even turn to acknowledge me. That’s fine. Men like him only listen when they think they’re in control.
“Orion,” I said softly, like a mother trying to console her angry child. “I only need a moment of your time.”
He still didn’t turn. But I could tell he was listening. They always do, in the end.
“You’ve been through so much,” I continued, slowly making my way toward him. “You’ve carried this pack, buried your own brother, and yet here you are. Standing. Thinking. Always th
