CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
Anger and need. Those were the emotions swimming in Vi’s heart as the door closed behind Hunter, leaving her alone with Rowe. She wanted to burst out of the cabin and hunt Rosalie down, extracting answers from her, doing whatever it took.
At the same time, she wanted to argue with Rowe that staying hidden wouldn’t solve anything. At best, it would delay their problems for a few hours.
But most of all, she just wanted Rowe.
He was looking at her, eyes gone dark with need. There was no hiding that a predator lived under his skin. Her predator.
Taking things further than they’d already gone could lead to heartbreak. Even if Rowe was ready to claim her as his mate, they lived in a dangerous world. They’d already stumbled into a dangerous game, and there was no guarant
