Rowan stood frozen in his place for a moment. His mind couldn't focus on what he had just heard. Ophelia. His Ophelia.
She was taken.
By his enemies.
And before he knew it, his feet were working and he was pushing Jasper and Jude out of the way and rushing out of the throne room and towards his own bedroom.
In the past few days, he had lost so damn much and now....he could not even think about losing the brunette who had taken his heart in her grasp.
And as he passed the threshold if his room, his eyes watered instantly at the sight of it.
The entire night he had been away for the last rites of Clark and she was all alone.
And now, in front of him, their bed covers were torn and the bed posts were broken. The walls had claw marks, as if she had tried to fight off the person tr
