Ryan POV
Shit, I wasn’t supposed to tell Roman she was rejected. It wasn’t my story to tell. I could see he was gutted. Then I hear snarling. “Who dare reject her?” Jasper is ready to rip someone’s heart out.
“You,” I say as a matter of fact.
He growls. “You think I want to do this, have you been listening? If she’s with me she dies, Ryan you should understand more than anyone.” Roman’s frustration coming through. “What Ryan, the minute I saw her in that bed, all I wanted to do was be with her. To sit with her till she woke, to take her in my arms, to sink my teeth into her neck, to take her to bed for days, of course, I did. I wanted nothing more. I still want nothing more.”
“Then do what you are supposed to do.” I’m trying to reason with him. I know what happens as same as he does.
