ROMAN
I released Zamora because it felt wrong to keep her locked up. That was the only explanation I had. Every time I thought about her alone in that cell, my chest tightened. The headache also returned. Guilt pressed down on me so hard I could barely think straight.
It didn't make sense. She had hurt Nigel. She had endangered my pack. I knew that.
And yet, when I gave the order to take off her restraints, the pressure in my head eased instantly.
That should have alarmed me.
It didn't.
I told myself I was being fair. That I wasn't letting anger rule me. The words sounded reasonable.
The business meeting was meant to happen out of state. I rescheduled it without knowing why I was doing so. And worse, I was unbothered about it.
Zamora found me later just as I was about to leave the
