Liz
I was sure I had f****d up. Everyone in the room was reacting so viscerally to my words. I could hear the loud thumping of Rowan's heart beating beneath my hand. It was strong and steady, powerful like a freight train barreling down its tracks, but there was something else beneath it. Conviction.
He meant every word he had said. No one would hurt me again. Not his family. Not his pack. Not outsiders. Not anyone. And judging by the reactions around the room, everyone here would willingly throw themselves in front of a threat if it meant keeping me safe. The thought was both jarring and strangely comforting.
Davis was crouching beside the shattered remains of the vase he had thrown earlier, carefully picking up the broken pieces. Cade sat forward in his chair with his elbows braced
