Roman
I knew Sawyer would begin pegging me with questions the moment we were alone. There was no way for me to force his pups to stay with us after Samara left and they went to find their friends. Rather than fight it, I pulled on Pierce’s strength to stay calm and I followed Sawyer to his office.
He, like always, sits behind his desk like he’s the f*****g king of the pack. It always sat wrong with me before. I’m his friend, his ‘brother’. But he always put the distance of the desk between us when I came to visit. Always. I don’t even do that with my pack members when they come to talk to me. I always sit beside them, making them feel comfortable.
Now I know why he does it. And he should keep his distance. He is right to fear me. He must have known that if I ever found out what he did,
