Rowan's POV
I stood exactly where Ash had left me, staring at the empty space in the hallway like I could will him back into it, like if I stared hard enough the air would spit him out again and I could demand answers, demand why he let another boy hold him, demand why my chest felt like it was being clawed open from the inside.
Someone cleared his throat behind me, loud and deliberate.
I turned slowly, and there he was, the boy Ash had been wrapped around in that embrace. Embrace. The word alone made my blood run cold, ice sliding down my spine, my wolf surging forward with a snarl I barely kept behind my teeth.
I tried to walk away, shoulders tight, fists already clenched at my sides, but the boy’s voice stopped me cold.
“That was very rude of you.”
I raised a brow, turning back t
