Rowan
I hesitated. My hand froze just above the handle to my bedroom door while my heart thundered violently inside my chest. An unfamiliar emotion curled low in my stomach and spread like poison through my veins. Fear. Trepidation.
What would I find when I walked through this door? Would she be here? Would she tell me to leave? Part of me already knew the answer, but I took a slow breath and twisted the knob anyway. The second I stepped across the threshold, disappointment hit me like a punch to the ribs.
Empty. The sitting room. The balcony. The bathroom. The bed. The closet. I checked every single space before I could stop myself, my wolf growing increasingly restless with each empty room. She was gone. I stared blankly at the untouched bed for a long moment before dragging a hand
