~ ROWAN
"Not a fucking chance," I snarled once I understood what he meant. "I will not be using my mate as bait for you to get the girl you're obsessed with. You must be fucking delusional—"
Allister sighed. "At least hear me out—"
"No," I snapped. "We can help, but definitely not in that way. My mate is staying as far away from your fucked up father as possible. I will not risk her life or the life of my pack."
He ran his fingers through his hair, his jaw ticking as he spoke. "Innocents will be lost either way. What is one or two—"
"This is my pack we are talking about, not some abstract entity. I don't give a fuck what plan you have, but you better fucking rework it. They are not going to be fucking collateral damage."
"Collateral damage is inevitable. You have lived for over a hundred years. You can't tell me that you don't know that to be true."
I opened my mouth to speak but promptly shut it, running my hand down my jaw with a sigh.
