Rowan:
I ran just outside of the kitchen to catch my breath. My monster was restless; she was clawing from inside of my skin, ready to erupt like a flower in morning bloom. My chest was aching, and my head was spinning. Why would Gatlin do something like that?
I watched as he stalked past me with the eyes of his griffin. He stopped at the door, and upon turning the knob to enter, he looked back at me. The ache in my chest intensified. I clutched my chest with the shifted claws of my monster. His eyes softened as the blood sank into my shirt, and for a second, I thought he would come back to me. Then his glowing eyes shifted behind me, and I didn't have to look back to know that my mates… my real mates were coming. He looked back at me one last time before stepping inside the room he had
