The air between us stayed heavy after Rowan's words.

I wanted to tell him that everything had already changed the second I got dumped into this world with no warning, no manual, no gentle introduction to the fact that werewolves actually existed and apparently, for whatever fucking reason I was supposed to help lead them.

But I didn't have it in me, so instead, I stayed pressed against him, resting my cheek against the solid wall of his chest, and listening to the rhythm of his heartbeat as ...