Rylan's POV

“You should let her do the dishes. I hate seeing the tired version of you.” I walked into the kitchen room and said. She turned to me with a sigh, wanting me to step outside. I did, but not the way she wanted me to.

I walked up to the guard standing just outside the door and ordered him to fetch Isla. She was supposed to be in charge of those minor jobs. That was exactly what she deserved.

Giving her the chance to roam around the pack was also a dangerous decision to make. ...