Chapter 22

Kieran’s POV

I sat at my desk staring at the same report I had been trying to read for the past hour. The words blurred together on the page, meaningless symbols that my brain refused to process. I couldn't focus. I couldn't think about anything except her.

Diana.

My rejected mate whom I had just spent the entire evening tormenting.

I could still see the look on her face when I spat out that first bite of food. The way her eyes had filled with hurt and confusion. The way her hands ...