Lily
The silence of my bedroom was heavy, a suffocating contrast to the noise and forced laughter of the hall. I stood before the vanity mirror, my fingers clumsy as I reached for my earrings. After a day of wearing a plastic smile and feeling Rowan’s hand like a brand on my hip, my body felt like it was finally bruising from the inside out. I stared at the off-shoulder black dress that hugged my frame, its dark elegance a shroud for the woman I was pretending to be.
I missed him.
Davian had been a shadow in the room all day, always within my line of sight but never within reach. I hadn’t had a single private moment to breathe his scent or feel the grounding heat of his presence. My wolf paced restlessly, mourning the distance between us.
As the first earring clicked onto the marble su
