Rowan POV
I walked down the hallway with something akin to triumph in my facial expression. I had her, I had her and she didn't even know it yet. I gripped the arm of the miserable excuse of a guard, Grant, holding him in front of me and shoving him, hard towards the door, which he opened with trembling hands.
"Get in" I snarled, shoving him through the open door and almost sending him tumbling down the stairs. He was covered in bruises, from our fight earlier, where I had beaten him to an inch of his life, his nose bleeding from being broken and several of his teeth loose and cracked. He hadn't come quietly either, to my satisfaction. I'd needed to take my anger out on someone and he'd been convenient when I'd put two and two together, realizing he'd been covering for Stacey all this d
