His minty scent drifted into my nostrils, and I inhaled like he was a drug. I wouldn’t mind him waiting outside for me, dragging me to his packhouse and into his room, and finishing what he had started. Staring at me from the foot of his bed, his muscles swollen, the pure dominance dripping off of every inch of him. My wolf purred.
“Fine,” Roman said through clenched teeth, his golden eyes fading to green. “No guards.”
My brows furrowed together. “What?”
He stepped away from me. “Go out if you want.”
Go out? He was just going to let me go out without consequences? Without guards? Without protecting me from rogues?
Go out? He was just going to let me go out without consequences? Without guards? Without protecting me from rogues?I arched a brow at him. He would never do that.
“What’re
