~ ROWAN
I knew emotions. I'd learned them, I'd created them in others and I knew how to spot them.
That was how I knew that the look in Allister's eyes was pure fear and worry, and I knew that he would run.
I grabbed the hem of shirt just as he turned to leave. "You're not going anywhere until you explain."
"Let me go," he hissed. "If she has done what I think she has done then I cannot help you anymore. You have meddled with things you do not understand." He turned to her, eyes sharp. "Why could you not do as you were asked?"
I jerked him closer, teeth bared. "Do not speak to her in that manner. You did not explain anything to her. How the hell was she to know?"
He threw his hands up in defeat. "Perhaps I thought she would exercise self-restraint. I thought that because of her wolf, she—oh fuck."
