ISOLDE
My heart pounded hard in my chest.
I grabbed his arm. “Stop this, Rowan!”
“I can’t.”
His voice was rough, almost strained. He jerked his arm away and cornered me again. His lips hovered just a few inches from mine. I could feel his breath, hot and uneven. My whole body froze.
Then...
A knock came.
“Your Highness, Prince Finnian is here.”
Rowan groaned but didn’t move away. His lips were still close, so close I could feel the warmth of his breath brushing my skin.
“Let him in,” he said, still staring at me as if he couldn’t look anywhere else.
My heart raced faster. My eyes widened slightly.
What was he doing?
Would he really allow his brother to walk in and see us like this... like prey caught in the corner of a wolf’s den?
Before I could push him away, the door opened.
