ROWAN’S POV

They wouldn’t let me enter inside based on territorial rules, so I waited.

The scorching sun did nothing to weaken me; if anything, it strengthened my resolve.

My wolf sneered its head whenever we heard footsteps.

He was just as eager as I was, and the waiting, this suffocating distance, was eating at my last shred of control.

Finally, the huge towering doors opened and her scent flooded through my senses before I caught a glimpse of the woman holding my mind hostage.

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