ROWAN
Lila was supposed to arrive in a couple hours to finalize the wedding date and discuss which hall we would use for the ceremony.
I should be thinking about seating arrangements or guest lists or any of the thousand details that went into planning a wedding designed to strengthen political alliances and secure my position as Alpha heir.
Instead all I could think about was Amaris.
If Nia had not walked in on us this morning I would have kissed her. Would have done more than kiss her. I would have crossed every line I had spent years carefully maintain.
I paced my room trying to burn off the restless energy coursing through my system, trying to logic my way out of wanting something I absolutely could not have.
The last pace brought me past the mirror where I could see myself looking more disheveled than I allowed anyone else to witness, my hair messed from running my hands through it, my shirt untucked from pacing for the last hour.
