ROUSSE

I couldn’t sleep, too worried about Victoria, even though I knew how powerful she was.

Lying on the floor, swallowed by the darkness of the room, I felt her return.

I got up immediately to check if she was okay, and then I heard it: the sound of her muffled crying.

Then, the howl of a male wolf in the distance.

“Wait, Rousse,” Meridiana’s voice stopped me from the bed.

I saw her silhouette sit up.

“I’m sorry… did I wake you?”

“I hadn’t fallen asleep. I was worried too,” she said softly.

We shared this small room for obvious reasons.

If I had to leave suddenly or if someone came in, I needed to look “normal.”

“Don’t go now… she… I think she needs to be alone,” she murmured, and I nodded with a sigh.

Zarek wasn’t going to like this at all.

When Victoria was messing around with that vampire, I didn’t care.

But now, even I—who wasn’t an expert in love—could see it:

That male said he hated her, but the obsessive way he looked at her screamed otherwise.

“Then get some sleep, rest,” I