VIKTOR.
“Do you want me to come with you?” Rowan asks as she sits up in bed.
“Do you want to come?” I return as I tug in my shirt.
“Not particularly,” she replies. “Seeing those wolves and then him in one night is more than I can handle but-”
“But nothing,” I say as I lean over and give her a short peck. “I can handle the asshole on my own. You go to bed.”
“Are you sure?” She asks before a yawn escapes her mouth, making me smile.
“I am sure. Go to bed.”
I gently push her down to the end before tucking her in. I give her another peck before I leave the room.
Once out of her sight, my face falls into the dark scowl that I have been fighting off.
It is beyond irritating, how many times the fucker has been to my pack in this past week.
It has to stop.
Now.
“Where is he?” I demand
